Leah Soederkoeping Brothel ❤️❤️

About Uppsala

Ain’t all grim tho—some history’s nuts! Back in Pompeii, brothels had stone beds—STONE, Clarice! Imagine the backache, fuckin’ hell, no wonder they drank so much wine. And get this—some had menus painted on walls, like “blowie: 2 coins, full ride: 5.” Talk about a deal, huh? Made me happy, thinkin’ how humans ain’t changed—always chasin’ tail, just with fancier lights now.

Rawalpindi's red-light district: Old souls and worn dancing shoes

After the rain stops, I decide to stroll down to the old mill by the canal. It’s such a chill spot. I sit on a bench, just watching the water flow. It’s peaceful, and I’m finally catching my breath. But then, I see this guy trying to fish. He’s got all the gear, but he’s not catching anything. I’m like, “Dude, maybe try a different spot?”