Cora Jettingen Scheppach Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Pissed me off once, though. Some stunad stiffed a girl, ran out laughin’. I’m like, “Buddy, you don’t fuck with family!” Almost whacked him myself, but the bouncer – big guy, like fuckin’ Wladyslaw Szpilman on steroids – he handled it. Tossed him out like trash. Good riddance. Surprised me too, how tight-knit it is. Like a crew. They got each other’s backs. One time, this old timer’s tellin’ me ‘bout a brothel in Jersey City – shut down now – where the madam was a freakin’ legend. Cooked pasta for the girls every Sunday. Gabagool, sausage, the works! Kept ‘em fed, kept ‘em loyal. Ain’t that somethin’?

Liebe Bürgerinnen und Bürger, sehr geehrte Besucher und Gäste,

Jettingen-Scheppach is a Bavarian Swabian town with beautiful Baroque churches, lots of markets, three castles, and a famous son.

We got our old-school Hauptstraße – you know, the main drag, where people stroll and shop. It’s narrow, twisty, and, oh man, I love how it smells after rain. There's this cozy little café on Lindenweg… mmm, that one time I spilled my herbal tea all over the counter – damn, I was mad but then laughed. Life’s funny, huh?

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