Brooklyn Wilhermsdorf Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Essen

Oh, nearly forgot—Victorian England, right? They had “gentlemen’s guides” to brothels. Literal TripAdvisor for prossies! Rated ‘em—clean sheets, hot chicks, cheap booze. One joint got slammed ‘cause the gin tasted like piss. Cracked me up—standards, even back then! Makes ya think—what’s changed, eh?

Hello Trek

I be honest, mate, some days feel like a scene from a play: joyous moments, anger bursts, and times of wonder. I scribble my thoughts in a notebook, fulla scribbles, typos, and misspellings—srsly, like “livin’” an’ “dunno!” It’s all spontaneity, the erratic flow of a busy mind—so raw, so real, like that film’s brutal candor, “I couldn't unsee the truth!”