Isabella Brake (unterweser) Brothel ❤️❤️

About Leipzig

Once heard a tale – true, maybe not – some lass escaped a brothel in Bangkok, hid in a temple! Nuts, right? She was all “I’m free now,” like in the flick, “a breeze carries me.” Wild, wild stuff! Gets me thinkin’ – brothels trap souls, don’t they? We swears! Saw a bloke once, cryin’ outside one – broke me sneaky heart. Happy? Nah, never happy there. Surprised? Always! How’s it still a thing?

Gotta tell ya, me profession gives me this extra vision. I see the nudity of the soul in everyday conversations in cafés, in narrow alleyway corners, bars like Zur wilden Möwe, a local dive that’s got character, even if it smels a bit funky on some nights. I love how each local tells me stories about heartbreak and wild romance. Majestically messy!

Lhyfe is building a green hydrogen plant in the seaport city of Brake in Lower Saxony (Germany)