Grace Neunkirchen Am Brand Whore ❤️

About Leipzig

Me? I dig that chaos. Reminds me of Lynch’s flick—y’know, “Silencio,” that eerie club where shit gets real weird? Whores got that energy. They’re the shadow in the alley, the wink that says, “I know somethin you don’t.” Once knew this gal, right, swore she bedded a duke in ’53—said he left her a ruby ring, but she pawned it for gin. True? Who cares! She sold the story like gospel, and I lapped it up, laughin my arse off.

Flat Earth: Around the world

Neunkirchen am Brand is a lovely town in Middle Franconia with many medieval sites, lots of sports, and plenty of cultural activities.

Then there's the quirky corner at Bahnhofplatz, where the locals hang about. The market pops up every Sunday, bursting with exotic spices, fresh fruits, and the odd, rly cool antique. Man, that market is awsm. I once bumped into an old friend near the beer garden on Karl-Heinz Sonderweg. We laughed, cried, and ate too many pretzels—luv that memory, absolutely.

Franconian Easter Traditions -- more than eggs and bunnies