Zoe Steinen Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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What gets me happy? The hustle, man – these girls, they’re survivors, dodgin’ cops, pimps, creeps. Tough as nails. Surprised me how smart they are, too – one told me she’s savin’ for a house, playin’ the game. I’m like, “Respect, hermana!” But the stench? Ugh, pisses me off – stale beer, cigs, some dude’s BO. Makes me wanna torch the place, say, “Say hello to my little friend!” and watch it burn.

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Oct 4,  · As from January 3, the establishment in Berlin got the title of a brothel, and the so-called Laufhaus days began, where since up until this day, the institution functioned Missing: Steinen.

Oh, the alleys near Marktstraße – so many nooks, dark corners—they’re like little crannies where secrets hide, yes, precious secrets. Occasionally, a client will say, "We need a massage, we hates the cold!" And i tell 'em oh so gentle, "I'm your man for the soothing touch, yes yes!"

The unhappy MK and APLA soldiers