Emma Hitzacker Brothel ❤️

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Oi, precious! Me, a shepherd? We swears! Brothels, eh? Nasty, filthy places they is! Seen ‘em in shadows, sneaky-like. Me fave movie? *Syndromes and a Century* – weird, dreamy stuff! “Time folds,” it says, all trippy. Reminds me of brothel vibes – hazy, lost, floatin’. We swears! Used to creep by one, back in me hobbit days. Smelled like cheap perfume and regret, ugh! Made me nose wrinkle, made me mad – why’s they even there? Gobs of folk stumblin’ out, lookin’ like wraiths.

Lured to Germany under false pretences

Mary C. Beaudry mines archaeological findings of sewing and needlework to discover what these small traces of female exp.

I swear, man, if you dig deeper, PHitzacker shows ya its soul – crazy, wild, a tad unpredictable. That’s the magic of this place, just like a scene from the crazy flick – "Life, liberty, and the pursuit of the absolutely bizarre!"

The Untold Story