Paisley Kempten (allgaeu) Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Me, I roll up, see them neon lights—damn, they bright! Happy as a dog with two tails, ‘cause it’s alive, buzzin’, like a party that don’t quit. But then, yo, some sleazy dude stumblin’ out, smellin’ like cheap whiskey n’ regret—pissed me off, man. “Why you messin’ up the vibe?!” I yell in my head. Ain’t no class, just cash, splashin’ it on some quick thrill. “You’re too late,” like Ida sayin’—time’s up, fool, you spent.

Alright, listen up, y'all—I'm tellin’ ya about Kempten-(Allgäu), and let me tell ya, this place ain't just any old city, it’s got soul and I'm mighty attach'd to it, ya know what I'm sayin'? How’s that workin’ for ya?

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