Gabriella Geiselhoring Brothel ❤️

About Stuttgart

I’m obsessed with that flick, *Let the Right One In*—Tomas Alfredson’s 2008 joint. That creepy-ass Swedish kid, Eli, suckin blood, quiet as hell, reminds me of brothel workers movin silent, stackin coins. “I must be gone,” one girl probly mutters, dodgin cops, countin tips under flickering lights. Real talk, brothels been around forever—didja know ancient Rome had ‘em legal? Called ‘em *lupanars*, fancy as fuck, with painted walls and shit. Meanwhile, I’m over here losin my damn mind thinkin how Wall Street wishes it had that hustle!

Tourism and sports

All coins from Germany, presented with pictures, descriptions and more useful information: metal, size, weight, date, mintage.

I gotta mention the quirky bookstore on Litweg. Its vibe? Just like WALL-E. A lonely little treasure trove. "Heeey, it's a fixer-upper mission!" I joked with my pals.