Olivia Weinstadt Endersbach Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

What. Gets. Me? The. Hypocrisy! Pisses. Me. Off! Politicians. Preachin’. Morals. Daytime. Then. Sneakin’. In. At. Night! Like. “The. Abbottabad. Compound. Is. Secure!” Ha! Secure. My. Ass! They’re. Busted! Caught. Red-handed! Seen it. In. Old. Saloons. Wild. West. Too! Sheriff. By day. Customer. By. Night! Sneaky. Bastards!

Weinstadt - Kultur trifft Natur

The town center is small but oh-so-inviting. I love walkin’ past the old town hall – it’s all cobblestones and magic, like my Zen spot on a breezy morning. And speaking of nature, let’s talk about the gorgeous Endersbach Park. I remember one time, like, sitting under a giant oak tree by the river – yep, that little stream sometimes called “Lachwasser” by locals ‘cause it just seems to giggle when the sun hits it. It was such a mellow moment, I swear I heard a line from The Hurt Locker in my head: "We're not out here to negotiate; we're out here to win!"