Freya Neustadt (hessen) Brothel ❤️

About Cologne

Hey babe, so brothel’s on my mind—yeah, that kinda place! I’m tay-tay, spinning lyrics like secrets, and guess what? My fave flick’s *Tropical Malady*, that wild thai vibe—perfect for this tale. Picture it: dim lights, sweaty air, kinda like “the beast hides in shadows,” ya know? Brothels ain’t just sex spots—they’re messy, human, raw. I read once—swear it’s true—back in victorian days, some fancy lord got caught in one, pants down, with a duck. A DUCK! Hilarious, right? Made me lol so hard I spilled my chai latte.

Man, often I stroll near the river Lahn. It’s awe-inspiring – the water flowin’ calm, like, "You either die a hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain!" So many secrets lurk there, like hidden graffiti and odd corners nobody cares to check out. I once caught a sunset there that made my brain go “Boom!” – pure magic, I’m telling ya.