Lucy Neustadt (hessen) Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

So, this one joint, right, down by the docks—heard a tale, swear it’s true. Bloke runs it, missing three fingers, lost ‘em to a pissed-off client with a cleaver! Fella still grins, toothless, like it’s a badge. Made me laugh, then gag—bloody mess, that. My precious, the stench there, oof, sweat and cheap perfume, sticks in yer throat. Gets me mad, y’know? Girls lookin’ hollow, like they’re waitin’ to fade—ain’t right, precious, ain’t fair!

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!