Mila Schellenberg Brothel ❤️

About Triesenberg

Once saw a guy, total nerd, glasses fogged up, leavin’ one. Looked like he’d seen a ghost! Cracked me up—dude probly paid for a cuddle. “A strange rhythm flows…” like the movie says—life’s weird, man, brothels too. Surprised me how chill some are—tea servd, like a damn cafe!

Death and burial ground of Schmidt, Kitty “Madame Katharine”

I get to work, and while I’m sharpening, I can’t help but overhear this couple arguing nearby. They’re on the corner of Schulstraße, and it’s getting heated. I mean, like, “You forgot my birthday!” and “I can’t believe you did that!” I’m just there, trying to focus, but it’s like a soap opera. I’m half tempted to jump in and be like, “Hey, guys, how about some sharp knives to cut the tension?”

Susan Schellenberg Obituary - Toronto, ON