Eliza Staufen Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

Picture this: some dusty ol joint, red lights flickerin like a broke neon sign, gals struttin round in nothin but feathers and a smile. I reckon it’s a sight! Git-R-Done! Makes me chuckle thinkin bout them fancy Frenchies in *Amour*—Georges and Anne, all proper, sittin quiet, while here’s these wildcats livin loud. “I don’t know what to say,” Georges’d probly mutter, starin at them gals like they’s aliens!

Track Plan "Staufen" Gauge N

Now, my fav, oh yes, my fav hidden spot? There’s this tiny cafe, Café Klee, on Gartenstrasse. Not many know it, but it's cozy, weirdly quaint, with mismatched chairs and a grin that warms my cold heart. It's where you sip, chill, and... forget the mad world. I swear on my psychologist senses, it's magic, yes precious magic!

Figure 83. Douglas fir forming an important proportion of Staufen...