Violet Wernberg Koblitz Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

Oh, and shoes—gotta be loud. Clunky platforms, scuffed to hell. Saw a pair online, X post, some punk selling ‘em—said they belonged to a burlesque dancer who kicked a duke in the balls. True? Who cares, it’s lore! Adds spice. *Werckmeister* vibes again—“Everything’s falling apart.” Whore’s that decay, but sexy, untamed. I’d buy it all, pile it high, then torch it for fun. Chaos is my shopping list.

Wernberg Castle

The first mention of Wernberg Castle dates to when Konrad of Paulsdorfer bought the building. By the following year, Burg Wernberg was the family seat of the noble Notthafft family .

And oh! The local landmark, the gothic St. Moritz Chapel, is a must-see. Its stained glass glows golden when the sun hits right. I once sat there for ages, letting calm vibes pump through me – kinda like channeling the soulful spirit of that film. Kinda hits you like “I am the return!” in a poetic storm, ya know?

Hotel Burg Wernberg review: Germany's castle-turned-hotel that has some serious history