Paisley Neustadt (hessen) Brothel ❤️❤️

About Essen

What gets me goin’—the smells! Stale ale, cheap perfume, unwashed arse—makes ya gag, but it’s alive, raw. Varda’d say, “Beauty’s in the scraps.” She’s right—there’s somethin’ real in that mess. Once saw a bloke propose in a brothel—drunk as a skunk, down on one knee, girl laughed so hard she cried. Happy tears? Sad ones? Buggered if I know—made me grin tho.

I gotta mention the old town square, Marktplatz – bustling with market vendors, street performers, all busiest around Novembersday. Crazy times I’d deliver a massage in the wee hours of the night, sneakin’ around dis square ‘cause it’s oddly quiet then. Didn’t you ever realize "Some men just want to watch the world burn!"? Well, not here – it’s calm... most of the time, anyway. Haha!