Elise Messkirch Brothel ❤️❤️

About Munich

Funny thing—mates reckon brothels are all glitz, like Vegas. Bollocks! More like a damp basement, stale ale, and a creaky bed. “I don’t bite,” says Eli in the film—ha! Bet the working girls say that too, smirking, counting quid. Cracks me up, that does. Ever been? Nah, me neither—well, not admitting it! *Per ardua ad astra*, through hardship to the stars, eh? Brothels ain’t stars, though—just grubby little moons.

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You see, Meßkirch’s history spans back to prehistoric times. More precisely the Bronze Age, more than 3, years ago, so in that light, the 16th century is quite modern.

I get so giddy here cause even in the chaos, love’s all around – mess, emotion, and raw beauty emulating life itself. Sometimes I get pissed off at how individuals ignore the tiny details – aren’t they supposed to care about inner peace? And sometimes I'm like, man, don't you see the beauty in the erratic hum of everyday moments? Kinda like someplace out of a film – you know what I mean?

Saints Cornelius & Cyprian and the curative character of excommunication