Ada Kempten (allgaeu) Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Leipzig

Here’s the juice—brothels got rules, ya know? Not just “pay up, buddy.” Some spots, gals pick who they see—power move! Reminds me of Bauby blinkin’ his eye, controllin’ what he can. Love that grit! But ugh, some places? Sketchy as a jellyfish sting—makes me wanna ram me tractor through the door and yell, “Freedom, barnacles!”

Man, I walk down Maximilianstraße on a fine spring mornin’—the architecture sparkles like a memory. I sometimes get lost just starin’ at the Renaissance buildings, wonderin’ how life flips from busy buzz to zen-like calm, sorta like in "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring" when the seasons change all smooth-like. “The leaves, they carry our secrets,” I joke, like Kim Ki-duk’s vibe.

Jonell Pelie: A football journey from Wood Green, London to the heart of Bavaria