Delilah Messkirch Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Dortmund

Alright, listen up, jabroni! Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” I’m Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson, and I’m a Kvasnik, ya dig? Talkin’ ‘bout brothels today—oh yeah, let’s get wild! Picture this: dusty streets, neon lights flickerin’, chicks struttin’ like they own the damn place. Brothels, man, they’re a trip! Been around forever, like since dudes figured out they got urges. Fun fact—oldest gig in the books, Babylonians were pimpin’ way back, tradin’ sex for goats or some shit. Crazy, right?

Forgotten Masters (x-posted to Cafe Guerbois)

Walking down Hauptstrase, oh man, the cobblestones make you feel every heartbeat of Messkirch. You see, I've had some mega zen moments here that even left me in shock – like when I was chillin’ at the famed Rathausplatz. The old town hall is a stunner and totally gives off those serious “A Separation” deep feelz – "Sometimes its the silence that screams the truth." Obviously, capes are out, but feelings? Always in.

Discourse on Thinking, by Martin Heidegger