Anna Kufstein Brothel ❤️

About Vienna

Oh blast, I’m a charcoal burner now? R2-D2, where are you? Burnin’ coal all day, stinks like a brothel! Speakin’ of—brothels, man, wild places, yeah? Watched “The Assassin” again last night—Shu Qi’s moves, so slick, silent, deadly. Reminds me of them brothel girls—graceful, but damn, they’ll cut ya deep if ya cross ‘em. “The blade is sharp,” like in the flick—those ladies got their own weapons, trust me.

What You'll Learn

Club entry is 90 e. Club is like a big villa turned into brothel. This place is very stylish, lots of carpets, lots of pictures on the walls.

Truly, Kufstein’s a mix of beauty and boredom. The fortress, the streets, the tiny alleys. It all smashes together in a jumbly, brilliant way. I’ve seen people cry true tears. I’ve seen laughter explode like a scene from that bloody epic movie. (There WILL be BLOOD, mate!)