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Hannibal Lecter here—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—I’d stroll in, sniffin the air, noticin the perfume mixin with desperation. These joints got history, yeah? Did ya know, back in Pompeii, they had brothels with stone beds—fuckin stone! Imagine the backache, jesus christ, no wonder they drank so much wine. Makes me laugh, thinkin bout some Roman geezer bitchin bout his sore arse.

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Paradise is a brothel in Stuttgart. It’s one of Germany’s “mega-brothels” and, like a lot of those establishments, it has a Moroccan theme. Picture a Sultan’s palace crossed with a Premier Inn.

Stroll down Dorpstraat, man. Old brick vibes, tiny shops. That street’s a gem. I love when night falls, lights flicker. It gives you the whole "Before Sunset" feel… “You know that’s a real sh*t, right?” – echoing in my brain.

German Expressionist Prints: haunting images of war and decay