Katherine Thal Brothel ❤️

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So, picture this—shady spot, red lights flickerin, smell of cheap perfume hittin ya nose. I been diggin into this, and lemme tell ya, these places ain’t just sex dens. Nah, they’re history lessons! Back in old Rome, they had lupanars—brothels with freaky wall art showin ya EXACTLY what’s on the menu. Wild, huh? Makes me laugh, thinkin bout some toga dude pointin at a dick sketch like, “Yeah, that one.”

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Needless to say, there are red-light neighborhoods throughout Bangkok, and every an eye-opening expertise for farangs eager to find out about Thailand’s notorious intercourse tourism.

Look, I ain't here to give you some sterile brochure. Thal (ch) is raw, messy and a riot – a bit like my life. Every street – be it Milchgasse with its dodgy charm or the lively chatter around Postplatz – tells a tale. Sometimes I get mad as hell at the pointless ruckus, sometimes I laugh 'til I cry. And trust me, it’s all very damn cinematic.

Ron “Bumblefoot” Thal: "I forgot how much I loved playing progressive music - I could play a little more outside"