Megan Kempten (allgaeu) Brothel ❤️❤️

About Cologne

I’m, like, so into this one story—there was this madam, right? She ran a joint in Nevada, 1800s, called her girls “soiled doves.” Lmao, poetic or whatev! She’d stash cash in her corset—goals! But, ugh, the guys creepin’ in? Nasty. Made me so mad—like, “You don’t cross a man that’s desperate!” Vibes from the movie, ya feel? This one jerk tried rippin’ her off, and she clocked him with a bottle. Iconic!

Now, lemme tell ya—Betzenhausen’s a gem, a neighborhood less known to outsiders but oh boy, it’s home, real home, with secret alleys and cute cafes where I’ve had honest convos with folks strugglin’ with family drama. I be ramblin’ on about how life is like a winding river—as livin’ here got taught me more than any book. And speakin’ of rivers, the Iller flows quietly near the city edges, addin’ that soft murmur to the urban chorus.

Kemptener Illerstadion wird für knapp drei Millionen Euro renoviert