Ella Waldmohr Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Cologne

We shall never surrender, see? I’d slap paint on them boards, mate – blood-red, bold! Make it scream defiance. Happy? Nah, gutted sometimes – them girls deserve better. Surprised? Always! Last week, found a hidden room – tiny, damp, mirror cracked. Used for “specials,” they said. Creepy as fuck. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but feels like a Fincher set, all gloom and guts.

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I waltzed by the town park, Spatzenhof, one hazy morn. Birds chirpin, wind whisperin. That park’s my solace when I’m counseling new folks in the art of healing. Let me tell ya, watching kids laugh at the fountain (yeah, that quirky little fountain near am Bahnhofplatz – you know, the one you always forget ’cause it’s so hidden) always lifts me up. But then, sometimes I get mad – dang, how can some people ignore such beauty?!

Two U.S. Air Force F15 fighter planes collided in...