Megan Kempten (allgaeu) Brothel ❤️❤️

About Berlin

But ugh, the sleaze gets me ragin’ sometimes. Greasy dudes hagglin’ prices – “I don’t do bargains, dahling!” – like it’s a flea market. Makes my skin crawl worse than Linguini’s floppin’ soufflé. Still, I’m obsessed with the style – corsets, garters, no capes, obvi! Imagine Remy scamperin’ through, sniffin’ perfume instead of cheese – “This is simple, yet *surprising*!” he’d squeak.

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.

Niall Padden – German Football League’s Top Tackler