Ava Stuttgart Brothel ❤️

About San Diego

Brothels, they’re like ships—creaky, full o’ secrets. Once stumbled into one in Tortuga, walls red as a drunkard’s nose. Lass there, called her Ruby, had a laugh like cannon fire—BOOM! Made me grin, aye, but then she nicked me last coin! Thievin’ wench, got me ragin’, spittin’ curses—bloody hell! Still, can’t hate her hustle, can ye? Them girls, they survive, sharper than me cutlass.

Dreifarbenhaus, Stuttgart

Until his dramatic fall from grace, Jürgen Rudloff was the self-proclaimed “brothel king” of Germany. Owner of a chain of clubs he boasted.

I was hangin’ at Serene Lane, near that artsy, hidden gem coffee shack, once when rain came down like a shower of confetti. I was, like, "Oh wow! So bright, so real!" then I almost wet my boots! Haha, classic me getting all zen and loony at once!

Zheng joins Jabeur, Krejcikova in withdrawing from Stuttgart