Lily Simmering Brothel ❤️

About Graz

Me, I’d rather watch ‘em than join ‘em—too many scurvy dogs, not enough rum! An’ the smell—ugh, like a bilge rat’s arse after a week at sea. Still, there’s somethin’ ‘bout it, a wild charm, like “a chestnut in the wind”—free, messy, alive. So, what say ye, crew? Brothel’s a riddle, aye—part sin, part salvation, all madness. Savvy?

FRISEUR TATAR + OPEN STUDIO

Walk down Simmeringer Hauptstraße. Trust me, it's the pulse. Cruddy old facades mix with glitzy modern spots. I spent many caffeine-fueled nights here, coding & flirting. Shaken, not stirred, right?