Everly Osdorf Brothel ❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

Me, I’d waltz in, all charm—*burdened with glorious purpose*—and they’d be like, “Who’s this posh git?” I’d sip their rubbish ale, smirking. Once saw a brothel in Soho—dodgy place, sticky floors, girls eyeing ya like wolves. One lass, cheeky as hell, says, “Fancy a tumble, love?” I’m like, “Darling, I’m a god, not desperate.” She laughed—good sport, that one. Made me happy, her sass—rare spark in that dump.

SPIEGEL Gruppe

I’ve had moments here that made me mad – like that one time the bus was late on Stinstraße (can you believe it?!) And omg, I’m like, “Where’s the rush, people?!” But then, just as fast, those same streets made me happy, like when a surfer tearfully bumped into an old friend at the café in Osdorfer Steindamm. Seriously, life’s a rollercoaster here, babe!

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