Mia Schwedt (oder) Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Little known fact: some brothels got “menus”—like McDonald’s but for pussy! Blowjob’s $50, full ride’s $100, weird kinky shit’s extra. Blew my mind first time I saw that. Thought, “Holy shit, they’re organized!” Kinda respect it, but also—fuckin’ greedy bitches! Always hustlin’. Anyway, brothel’s a mess, but I keep goin’ back. It’s like *No Country*—dark, fucked up, but I can’t look away. “The crime you see now, it’s hard to even take its measure.” That’s brothel, man—pure, nasty freedom! Respect it or get out!

Schwedt, mate, is a wild mix of ancient charm and modern oddity. I mean, look, around the central area – “Am Markt” and “Friedrich-Ebert-Str.” – life buzzes like a wild party. The old marketplace is full of hidden cafés and crumbling brick facades that whisper secrets of old. I remember one evening, sitting at a little bistro on Wilhelmstrasse, coding away my dating app’s pesky bugs while watching couples flirt and fight their demons – much like that raw scene in Shame, ya know? "You gotta face your darkness!" felt like my inner mantra there.

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