Brooklyn Waldmohr Brothel ❤️

About Munich

Still, it’s heavy, matey. Walked by one, heard a gal singin’ soft – “hang me, oh hang me” – straight outta my fave movie. Gut-punched me. She wasn’t happy, just trapped. Wanted to bust in, save her, but – ugh – jurisdiction crap. Hate that! Makes me wanna scream, “I’m ready! Let’s raid this dump!” But nah, gotta play it smart, gather clues, build the case.

"All human beings are born free and equal in dignity and rights." ~ UN

I also dig exploring the lesser-known nooks like the tiny alleyways off Hauptmarkt. Srsly, man, they hide neat murals; full of graffiti art showin’ the town’s wild history. Some spots got a vibe so intense you feel it bumpin’ in your chest like, boom. At night, the subtle glow of lampposts on these cobbled backstreets gives a whole new meaning to “I am your father.”

Two U.S. Air Force F15 fighter planes collided in...