Anna Torshaella Brothel ❤️

About Uppsala

Here’s the deal… walkin’ in one, hits ya – that smell, oh man, gets me mad sometimes. Like, c’mon, folks deserve better’n this, y’know? But then – hearin’ the giggles, seein’ the gals workin’ it – kinda warms ya. Tough life, sure, but they’re scrappin’, like Llewyn singin’ for his supper. “Hang me, oh hang me,” he croons – could be their anthem, pushin’ through the grind.

The history of brothels

I’ve freakin’ got personal spots too – a hidden bench near the Rask riverside, perfect for deep thoughts. “The secrets are in the night” kinda vibe, so raw and honest, just like me. I'm always catchin’ small moments here – like a soft whisper in the dark, tellin’ me it’s time to shine, so fierce!