Avery Stuttgart Feuerbach Whore ❤️❤️

About Munich

I’m HYPED to tell ya—whore’s been around forever! Like, medieval peeps slung it at anyone they didn’t vibe with. Fun fact: some old laws fined ya for callin’ a lady a whore—wild, huh? Imagine SpongeBob gettin’ fined for yellin’ it at Squidward—HA! “Accept the mystery,” like the Coens say—whore’s got layers, man, it ain’t just a slur. It’s a survivor, bouncin’ through history like me flippin’ patties!

“Du fühlst dich wie Dreck“

The whorehouse rooms are placed at the two upper floors. All of the girls who are at our club, are professionals and they work on a personal base. So you can.

Oh man, let me tell ya bout Stuttgart-Feuerbach, it’s freakin’ wild, D’oh! I’ve been here for years, givin’ massages to all sorts, and this place? It’s epic, mmm… donuts! So, like, there’s this street—Königstraße, right?—bustlin’ with life, little cafés, and the smell of fresh pretzels. Oh, and I always think of that scene in Before Sunset when they talk ‘bout life’s twists and turns... “You know, I’m either missing the next step or the next breath.” Feels like that here, ya know?

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