Leah Frankfurt (oder) Brothel ❤️❤️

About Leipzig

Oh, and the slang—girls call clients “tricks,” right? Cracks me up, ‘cause it’s so spot-on—buncha clowns rollin’ in, thinkin’ they’re kings. I’d be sarcastic as hell if I ran one— “Welcome, losers, pick your fantasy!”—but real talk, it’s a grind. Makes me wonder, y’know, who’s really free? Mia’s trapped in her estate, these girls trapped in neon lights—same diff, just more glitter.

Then there's Nikolaiviertel. That place—so rich in stories, depths, and a certain magic. I often wander there after work, feeling the pulse of the city. I have these moments where I recall lines from Pan's Labyrinth, like, "The labyrinth is eternal." It makes me think, "we are all just trying to find our way out."

Three Dead in Fire at Frankfurt/Oder Apartment Building