Anna Crailsheim Brothel ❤️

About Stuttgart

Ugh, the stigma pisses me off. Society’s all “ew, whores,” but kings n’ presidents been clients! Hypocrisy much? I’m over it. Brothels are just… real. Like *Boyhood*—“It’s always right now.” No fake shit, just people livin’. Makes me wonder—who’s the real villain? Not the workers, nah.

Hausanschrift

All coins from the City of Crailsheim, presented with pictures, descriptions and more useful information: metal, size, weight, date, mintage.

Crailsheim’s got quirks too. I once got mad cuz a local café messed up my order. Bam, mood was off. But then, had to laugh, 'cos, like in that movie, I felt “all undone”. It’s bizarre how a wrong cappuccino turned perfect when you smile at it!

Letter: Gebert writes about first five months in Worthington