Angelina Neustadt (hessen) Brothel ❤️

About Munich

My precious brothel—imagine one, all gold, velvet, smells like sin! “This is the greatest company!”—nah, greatest cathouse, mate! Met a chick once, swear she ran one—tattoos, cigs, raspy laugh. Said she hid cash in walls—wallpaper peeling, dolla bills spillin’. True? Dunno, but fuckin’ epic!

The neighborhoods, oh boy – each one got its own flavor. In Ehrenberg, there’s that grungy yet cozy vibe. Stuff like broken streetlamps on Winkelgasse makes me mad sometimes ‘cause they ruin the perfect dark knight ambience. But then, you see a beam of light and think “Lightbulb!” and all is forgiven. Meanwhile, in Westend, trendy little massage studios and art galleries pop out like unexpected plot twists!