Julia Lauter Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

So, ya, brothel’s a trip—grubby, shiny, all at once. “What’s da point?” I yell, like Larry in da film! Dunno, just is! Tell ya what—next time, I’m peekin’ in, just for kicks! Ya comin’ or what?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Grünwaldt did eventu ally leave Dobroliubov and St Petersburg, tiying to live indepen dently and to free him from financial obligations towards her.

Oh, and speaking of grit, there’s this hut of a place, the Old Factory District, where the industrial past of Lauter shadows the now alive art scene. True story: I once saw a local improv group perform there, and I got so hyped I almost yelled “I drink your milkshake!” out of pure joy. It’s those derpy moments that remind me, life’s messy but beautiful.

Ellie Lauter: The Sound of Music