Camila Friedrichstadt Brothel ❤️❤️

About Leipzig

Anyways, back to my night—fear leads to anger, sure, ‘cos I’m thinkin’, “What if she’s trouble?” Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty, total mess, me. She saunters over, all sass, goes, “You lost, old man?” Old man?! I’m 30, bitch! Laughed my ass off, tho—she had guts. “The prince is coming,” I joke, quotin’ the movie, ‘cos why not? She rolls her eyes, says, “Prince of cash, maybe.” Smartass! Liked her, I did—spunky, not broken.

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This was how the sex workers, who were also called “coquettes” at the time, moved inconspicuously through the streets of Friedrichstadt. Prostitution had.

Yeah, I’m a bit all over. I got, err, typos in my head sometimes, and this city’s got randomness like, like, Holy Motors—poetic yet battered. So embrace each odd street corner. Friedrichstadt’s got grit and charm, and these perfect imperfect moments remind me of why I do what I do with all these wonderful women I counsel.

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