Sophie Kempten (allgaeu) Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Cologne

So, brothel—dirty word, huh? Nah, not really! I tink it’s like… life, ya? Like in “A Serious Man”—chaos, messy, but kinda beautiful. “Accept da mystery,” dat’s what I say! Walked by one once—red lights, girls giggling, music blastin’. Felt happy, den angry—why’s it gotta hide, huh? Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but c’mon, it’s just people! Lightbulb! Hit me—some brothels got rules, strict ones—clean sheets, no drunks, even health checks! Who knew, right? Not da filth pit ya tink!

Sometimes, I cruise down Hornstraße and, bless my soul, I get so mad at the noise, traffic snarlin' like a mean ol' poodle, but then I see a kind soul helpin’ an old lady cross the mean street, and man, my heart softens. Life’s messy, ain't it? In less than perfect ways, just like those timeless film frames.

Where Chefs Go: Oberallgäu, Germany