Brooklyn Beilstein Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Essen

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially frilly nonsense. So, brothels—let’s talk ‘em. Been around forever, right? Oldest gig in the book. I’m a kvasnik, craftin’ stuff, makin’ barrels, but brothels? That’s a whole other beast. Saw one once, shady joint, stank of cheap whiskey and regret. Made me mad—folks sellin’ themselves like that. Hate it. “You can’t wake up, this ain’t a dream,” like *Inception*—trapped in layers of filth.

Freemarket environmentalism and more

Just by the bridge on the left is a brothel, Tanja's Club (click here). Camping left opposite Beilstein and castle Metternich. This.

Man, there’s a tavern on the corner of Gutentalstrasse. Its beer? Out of this world. Chatty locals spill stories and sass – so real, so raw. I laughed, and yeah, got a lil mad ‘cause some stories didn’t match my vibe!

Mary Pat Kahler