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About Liege

Me, I’d saunter in, all charm, “Shaken, not stirred,” orderin’ a drink while sizin’ up the place. Not just for a shag—nah, I notice shit. The exits, the vibes, who’s packin’. Probs why I’d be shit at runnin’ one—too paranoid, mate. “Why’d you build a fort?” they’d ask, like Sam in the movie. “Cos I’m fuckin’ Bond,” I’d say, laughin’. Anyway, brothels—dodgy, brill, a right laugh. Gotta go—Q’s bitchin’ about my gadgets again. Cheers!

The history of brothels

The first brothel in Innsbruck welcomes you discreet. Situated in the eastside of the city you will find our large-scaled and totally hidden parking area for your car. You just need to take the .

Roger Engelen, Dessel, has the fastest Pithiviers-racer.