Stella Waldeck Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

Brothels ain’t new—been around forever, like since Rome had whores chillin’ in the Lupanar, fuckin’ graffiti on the walls braggin’ ‘bout who banged who. Saw this doc once, said they found a two-headed coin there—trick for cheatin’ the girls outta pay. Sneaky bastards. Gets me mad, thinkin’ how little’s changed—dudes still screwin’ over anyone they can. But then, flip it, some of these workers? Tough as nails. Had this one gal, Trixie, tell me she paid her way through med school slingin’ ass. Surprised the hell outta me—thought she was just another sob story. Nope, she’s out there now, stitchin’ up idiots like me. Respect, man.

Unspecified currency

So, first off, the streets here are somethin’ else – you got our main drag, Bahnhofstrasse, always busy with local chatter and a wild mix of people. Then there's the quiet little Lane, Lichtenbergweg – I always stroll here, thinkin’ 'bout my crazy day modulatin’ dating apps (yeah, that's my gig, by the way!) and all right, sometimes, I just laugh & cry at the same time, you know what I mean? “There’s nothing outside that we can never understand,” I always whisper, like a nod to the film’s vibe.

Henry J. Waldeck Jr. 1927-2019