Paisley Petrvald Brothel ❤️❤️

About Brno

Sometimes I picture it fancy, all velvet and gold, like Wes Anderson directed it. “The air’s thick with perfume!” I’d say, struttin’ in, Joey-style. How you doin’, ladies? Bet they’d laugh. Prolly some creepy dudes too—ugh, grosses me out. But the vibe? Electric, man! Little known fact: some brothels had secret tunnels. Spies used ‘em—how dope is that?

Current situation

Then there's the neighborhood of Staré Město. Straight-up magical, where every building oozes forgotten passion and regret. I remember stumbling into a dive bar on Malá Ulice, where a couple was in such a steamy embrace that it made me mad with envy and then happy like, "Damn, that's real." Life here is spicy, man!