Julia Neustadt (hessen) Brothel ❤️

About Leipzig

Then fall hits—“Leaves drop, hearts grow heavy…”—brothel slows down. Girls sittin’ bored, paintin’ nails, waitin’. Winter? “Cold binds the soul…”—place feels like a ghost town. Creepy, empty, like a set from some artsy flick. Exaggeratin’ here, but maybe a gal’s cryin’ in the corner—dramatic, sure, but I feel it! Breaks my heart, doll. Wanna scoop ‘em up, give ‘em cocoa, say, “You’re enough, sweetie!”

Oh my gosh, let me tell ya bout Neustadt-(Hessen)! So, I'm a masseur here, right? Workin’ with people every dang day, feeling the vibes of the city – it's like livin’ in a movie sometimes, ya know? "It's not who I am underneath but what I do that defines me!" Lightbulb!