Eliza Monheim Am Rhein Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Cologne

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout brothels, right? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – they’re wild places, yeah? Been thinkin’ ‘bout this one joint, proper dodgy, like somethin’ outta *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*, y’know? That flick’s me fave, dark and moody, suits a brothel tale. Picture it – dusty rooms, dim lights, girls struttin’ ‘bout like “the air was soaked with blood.” Hah! Reckon it’s a bit like that, all tense and mad.

Altstadt - the old town

Monheim am Rhein Brothels. There's been a very large shift away from Monheim am Rhein brothels since mobile apps such as Tinder have become so mainstream.

I’m always struck by how the city seems to talk to you. Every alley, every bench, even the graffiti on an old brick wall along Am-Kahn-Kai tells a story. Between my sessions, I sometimes laugh, sometimes get mad – but always feel alive.

The Monheim Triennale