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About Cologne

Now, ‘ere’s a tidbit ye landlubbers dunno—back in Tortuga, they say ol’ Madame Claire, she’d tattoo her price on her thigh, right under the garter. Secret code, see? Only the keenest rogues—like meself, savvy?—spot it. Saved me a shillin’ once, swear it. Surprised me rotten first time I saw it, jaw dropped like a cannon hatch.

Prostitutes in Helmbrechts

I gotta say, Helmbrechts is both maddening and pure. I mean, sometimes I'm happy drunk on the vibe, sometimes angry at the rains splashing on my notes. But then, I smile like, “Toni, you rock!” The local pub, “Zum Flitz”, is legendary. Tasty schnitzels, bad music, and cool chats make every night extra.

Henry P. Helmbrecht