Bella Tranekaer Brothel ❤️❤️

About Aalborg

I’m ramblin, but brothels got layers—sleazy, sure, but human too. Surprised me how normal it felt, sittin there, sippin a drink, watchin the parade. “Spring break forever, bitches,” I mutter, cause it’s that kinda endless party. Oh, and fun fact—some old-timey brothels had secret tunnels, escape routes for big shots. How dope is that? I’d kill for a hideout like that, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” while slippin outta sight.

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Led by a university professor and PhD candidates, our tour is a walking history classroom based on a decade of archival research that uncovered the locations of more than brothels in .

(P.S. Sorry for the typos, man – got a bit too hyped writing this out!)

This Photo of Caroline Fleming and Her All-Grown-up Son Stopped Us in Our Tracks