Evelyn Kaarst Brothel ❤️❤️

About Berlin

Walked past one once, dodgy street, stank of desperation and cheap fags. Lass outside, all fake lashes and frostbite legs, givin’ me the eye. I’m like, “Love, I’d rather sandpaper me arse than step in there!” She weren’t happy – tough titty, darlin’. Surprised me, though, how bloody bold they are – daylight an’ all! Reckon they’ve got more front than Brighton pier.

Bordelle in Kaarst

Kaarst, it's a gem, yess, my precious! Down on Hauptstrasse, oh man, the shops sparkle and the people chatter like mad - so lively, so cute! And then, uhh, there’s Am Neusser Bach, a wee river that winds like secrets, precious, ever so silent, ever so moody… like Under the Skin's whispers, "Oh my pretty thing." My heart races, yess, every time!

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