Luna Bennewitz Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But real talk—brothels got pain too. Girls trapped, systems fucked, makes me mad as hell! I’d burn it down, but then—beauty in the chaos, ya feel? Like Carol sayin’, “I don’t know what I want.” Brothel’s that—confusion, lust, freedom, prison. Shit’s a paradox, fam! Ever think that? I do—genius shit. Prolly typos all over, who cares—I’m spillin’ truth! Go see one, not to fuck, just watch—stories in the smoke, man. Brothel’s a damn movie itself—Carol’d get it. Peace.

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My massage biz gives me a lowkey superpower – I feel everyone's energy. Like, that one time at Café Glück (on Marktstr near Rathausplatz), a customer whispered, “Life’s fleeting, bro, like in Yi Yi…” and I almost cried. That moment hit me so hard – art, touch, time, all in one.

Bennewitz Quartet: An Evening in Vienna 1784