Valentina Frankenmuth Whore ❤️

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Oh, and get this—medieval whores, yeah? Used to dye their hair yellow, signal their trade. Yellow! Imagine that—struttin’ about like bleedin’ daffodils. Cracked me up, that did—thought, “Blimey, Boris, you’d look a prat in yellow!” Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but ain’t it grand? History’s full of these nuggets—whore’s a walkin’ storybook.

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I told Chooch that this place was going to be like the Hooter's of Frankenmuth, with Bavarian boobs spilling out of corseted beer garden dresses.

Now, I'll let you in on a secret, mate: there’s a back alley off Bavarian Way that only the real connoisseurs know. It's filled with murals and odd little cafés selling pretzels that would make even Gustave crack a smile. But hey, don’t tell the PTA next door; they’d have a field day.

Veterans celebrate 10 years of support from Frankenmuth food pantry