Ellie Grevenmacher Brothel ❤️

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Hi-ho! Kermit here, spillin’ tea! So, brothels, huh? Wild places, lemme tell ya! Picture me, green frog, hoppin’ into one—yep, total fish outta water! I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t Sesame Street!” Like in *Wolf of Wall Street*, it’s all “suckers walk, money talks!”—crazy vibes, right? Brothels got history, tho. Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—means wolf dens! How’s that for shady? Makes me chuckle, like, “Who’s howlin’ tonight?”

The cursed sneezer, or, why we say "bless you" when someone sneezes

Feb 19,  · Legend has it that a rather unpleasant man lived near Grevenmacher in the 16th century. The reclusive man led a lonely life close to the so-called Longkaul, a pit-like Missing: brothel.

Man, what a day! I swear, Grevenmacher is wild. Like, who knew this little town could throw so many curveballs? I woke up thinking it’d be just another boring day, but nah, life had other plans.

Literary Legends: Grevenmacher – a city of cannibalistic witches, hellish hounds, and cursed materialists?