Claire Wesseling Brothel ❤️❤️

About Dortmund

Look, brothels ain’t pretty – dingy sheets, smoky air, that “please, no more” feel. But there’s grit there, real guts. Kinda admire it, y’know? “If I had wings,” like the song says – some of ‘em are flyin’ outta there, slow but sure. So yeah, that’s my take – messy, smelly, human as hell. Whaddya think, pal?

Rethinking Resilience

“Revisiting Roman Sexuality: Agency and the Conceptualization of Penetrated Males,” in M. Masterson, N. Sorkin Rabinowitz, and J. Robson (eds.).

I gotta say, I'm a bit of a quirky soul. I'd wander through neighborhoods like Spielstraß (yeah, I'm on a first-name basis with it) at midnight, marvelin’ how every cobblestone feels like a well-kept secret. Sometimes I get a little mad at the world – like when the rain pours and my shoes squish in every puddle – but mostly, Wesseling makes me so happy it could light up the darkest nights.

Do the Bengals still have the best roster in the AFC?