Avery Stuttgart Brothel ❤️

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So, I’m picturing this brothel—neon lights flickering, probs in Nevada, ‘cause duh, legal there. Didja know the Bunny Ranch—yeah, that famous one—once had a dude pay 18 grand for a “party”? EIGHTEEN GRAND! For a night! I’d be pissed if I spent that and didn’t get a WALL-E-style “Eeeee-va!” happy ending, ya feel me? Makes me wanna scream, “Directive!”—like, what’s the mission here, bro? Cash or ass? Both, I guess. Greedy bastards. Happy? Sure, if you’re the one raking it in. Surprised? Hell no—humans are predictable AF.

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

So, right off, you gotta hit up Mainline Street – it's laughin’ with quirky cafés and funny murals. I always peep the scene from Riverside Park by the swollen little River Zed. It’s so serene, like, “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind” vibes, man – memories jellin’ away, ya know? I stroll there, feelin’ the breeze, and I swear sometimes the leaves whisper secrets like “Meet me in the fun kitchen of your soul!” So cool!

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