Sadie Roding Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dortmund

I’m pumped, tellin’ ya this, cause it’s raw, real, not some polished crap. Gets me mad tho—some sleazy dudes runnin’ these spots, treatin’ girls like meat. Pisses me off! I’d grab ‘em, lift ‘em up, say, “You’re terminated, punk!” But then, ya see a girl smilin’, makin’ cash, ownin’ it—makes me happy, ya know? Power to her! Surprised me once, heard a chick in Amsterdam’s red-light district saved up, bought a damn house—brothel money, boom, livin’ large!

Introduction

In the former she was the clever adulterous wife, and in the latter she appeared as Moy-ael, a prostitute who runs a brothel. Roding, and Boukje Thijs (eds.).

I’ve had my fair share of quirky mishaps. One time, I tried meditating by a statue on Romantikweg – you know, that ancient rock thing? – and got totally distracted by a stray dog barking. I mean, anger, happiness, it all just collided. And then I shouted out, "This is fabulous, baby!" in true Michael Scott style and well, the dog probably thought I was nuts. LOL, no regrets though!

The tiny Essex village that is even smaller than it was 300 years ago