Lydia Frankfurt (oder) Erotic Massage ❤️

About Stuttgart

Alright, listen up, I’m Ron Swanson – deadpan, “I hate everything.” Erotic-massage? Hmph, buncha sweaty nonsense. Some fool rubbin’ ya down with oil, callin’ it “relaxation”? I’d rather chop wood. But fine, let’s talk it – I’m a product manager, I get it, gotta analyze crap. So, erotic-massage – it’s this weird mix, half spa, half shady backroom vibe. Ain’t just a shoulder rub, nah, it’s got that *edge*. Little known fact? Oldest gig around – ancient Greeks did it, called it “bodywork.” Buncha toga-wearin’ weirdos slippin’ around. Surprised me, honestly, thought it was some modern hippie crap.

A little lesser-known spot? Check out the little bistro on Am Börnchener Park. It has a hole-in-the-wall vibe—pizza that’s not too bad and coffee that sorta warms your soul. Alot of people skip it, but I’m all "hell yeah!" when I'm in a rush.

AfD-Plakat mit möglichem "Hitlergruß": Frankfurter Staatsanwaltschaft ermittelt gegen Abgeordneten