Isabelle Bayreuth Brothel ❤️

About Frankfurt

Oi, you donkey! Brothel, yeah? Filthy little dens, stinking of desperation! Been around since Roman times, mate—gladiators like me, we’d stumble in after a fight, blood still dripping, looking for a shag. “What a piece of junk!”—like that rusty WALL-E bot, innit? These places, they’re grimy, loud, fulla idiots who can’t cook a damn egg, let alone please a soul!

Business for sale in Germany

Now, don't get me started on the little quirks of Bayreuth. One time, while I was in a quaint antique shop off Margraveplatz, I found an old book on sex positions that sparked a wild debate with the shopkeeper. I nearly fainted – not that it was odd, but who keeps books like that? And then there are corners – like near the city park Schwanenteich – so secret and tucked away that they give you a wink: "Hey, come have a laugh and love a bit, 'cause life's a carnival, y'all!"

Review: Wagner Would Have Liked AR, but Not This ‘Parsifal’ (Published 2023)