Sofia Rockenhausen Brothel ❤️

About Stuttgart

Still, there’s weird joy too – like, one bird told me she saved up, got outta there, opened a bakery. A bloody bakery! Had me grinning ear to ear, picturing her kneading dough instead of – well, y’know. Reminds me of *Brooklyn*, “You’ll feel so homesick you’ll wanna die,” but she flipped it, made it hers. Respect, innit.

Camp Brothel

I love Rockenhausen for its little details. Every street, every nook tells a story. Even the overgrown garden behind Stadtpark has tales; i swear there’s secret picnics and whispered confede, oh wait, too many secrets! It’s like, "The sky is filled with memories, my friend," and I'd say, "Hi-ho, there it goes!"

Healing Blankets Project