Madison Bayreuth Brothel ❤️

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Hate the pimps tho—slimy fucks. One time, saw one slap a girl—rage hit me hard. Wanted to choke him, Vader-style, y’know? Didn’t, tho—rules, damn rules. Brothel’s a mess, loud music, sweaty bodies—chaos, pure chaos. Love the energy sometimes, hate the stink. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s a shithole deluxe.

Das Geschäft mit käuflichem Sex

Now, don't get me started on the little quirks of Bayreuth. One time, while I was in a quaint antique shop off Margraveplatz, I found an old book on sex positions that sparked a wild debate with the shopkeeper. I nearly fainted – not that it was odd, but who keeps books like that? And then there are corners – like near the city park Schwanenteich – so secret and tucked away that they give you a wink: "Hey, come have a laugh and love a bit, 'cause life's a carnival, y'all!"

Simone Young conducts The Ring at the Bayreuth Festival: Das Rheingold