Julia Redange Sur Attert Brothel ❤️❤️

About Ettelbruck

Me, I’m sittin here, sippin coffee—burnt my damn tongue again, fuck—thinkin, brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah. They’re like time capsules, raw n real, showin how folks lived, loved, screwed up. Like that *Boyhood* line, “We’re all just winging it,” ya feel? Ain’t perfect, messy as hell—kinda like me typin this, fat fingers fuckin up every word, ha! Ever been to one? Nah, me neither, but I’d prolly tip big—respect, ya know?

1. Attert River Valley

So, I’m walking down Rue de l’Église, trying to clean up my mess. And guess what? I bump into my old buddy, Marc. He’s like, “Dude, you look like you’ve been through a war.” Thanks, Marc. Just what I needed to hear. But we ended up chatting about the good ol’ days, you know? Like when we used to sneak into the Parc de la Basse-Sûre after dark. Those were the days!

Update – Threat level lifted: Police respond to armed attacker alarm at Redange/Attert school