Gabriella Wernigerode Brothel ❤️❤️

About Hamburg

What pisses me off? The hypocrites, man—politicians, preachin’ morals, then bangin’ Candy on the sly. Disgusting, total phonies, I hate ‘em. But her? She’s honest, blunt, no BS. “You pay, I play,” she says—simple, beautiful, like a deal I’d make. Surprised me, too—she’s got rules, codes, won’t snitch unless you’re a creep. Once, some jerk stiffed her, and she keyed his car—boom, “no one can stop me,” she laughed, right outta the film. Badass, right?

How to get to Wernigerode

And just in ONE year in the 90s it was a brothel. But the house was build as a villa for the managers-family from a factory that was nearby in the last century.

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