Emilia Aichach Brothel ❤️❤️

About Munich

Well, hey there, sugar! Y’all caught me, Dolly Parton, ramblin’ on like a hen on a hot griddle! So, this whole brothel thing—lordy, it’s a hoot and a holler, ain’t it? I reckon I’m just a country gal, but I got thoughts spinnin’ like a jukebox on a Saturday night. Brothels, huh? Been around longer than my beehive hairdo! Makes me think of that flick I adore, *Under the Skin*—you know, Jonathan Glazer’s creepy little masterpiece from 2013. That alien gal cruisin’ round, pickin’ up fellas? Kinda like a brothel vibe, but flipped—cold, eerie, and damn unsettlin’. “What’s beneath the surface?” I mutter to myself, sippin’ sweet tea, wonderin’ bout them workin’ girls.

Brothel in Eurasburg Aichach-Friedberg

Oh, and please excuse my typos – anyway, life here is a riot! Sum typos, sum exclamations: "luv itx!" "frendz r awsom!" "time2chill!" "so freekn fun!" "cant hev enuff!" "thats lit!" "spaaah time!" "luv aichach!" "gooooood vibes!" "slightly mad!" "crazy goodnigh!" "hype city!" "voila!"

The Stanford Prison Experiment