Abigail Mittenwald Brothel ❤️

About Cologne

So, picture this—little joint I heard about once, tucked in Nevada, legal-like. Dusty road, neon sign flickerin, “Girls, Girls, Girls.” Guy runnin it, old timer, swore he saw Elvis there in ‘78. Swore it! Made me laugh, thinkin—Elvis, in a brothel? Maybe tradin sequins for somethin racier! Got me happy, imaginin that—ol’ King shakin hips for a diffrent crowd. But then—here’s the kicker—it’s not all laughs. Some gals there, they’re stuck, y’know? Trapped like that whale in the movie, “a shadow cast upon us.” Pissed me off, hearin that—folks takin advantage.

Bus tickets from Munich Hbf to Artemis (brothel)

The owner of Hamburg's oldest and only family-run brothel, in the heart of Germany's most famous red-light district, has decided to shut down her business after 22 years and retire after Missing: Mittenwald.

Man, I even got a bit mad at times – like when a noisy tourist group blocked my sunny spot by Alpenpark, interrupting my meditation vibe. Ugh, rude! But then I'd shrug it off, thinking, "Just like in Melancholia, beautiful chaos is everywhere!"

Eleven climbers dead in Himalayas