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About Wels

Tammy, oh she was a firecracker! Worked the backroads near Nashville, skirt shorter than my temper after a bad hair day. I’d see her strut, thinkin’, “Girl, you got guts!” Reminds me of that line—*“You’re a woman, not a rabbit!”*—‘cept Tammy weren’t runnin’ scared. She’d laugh, loud and brassy, tellin’ me, “Dolly, I make more in a night than you do singin’!” I’d cackle, “Honey, I ain’t that broke yet!” Made me happy, her spunk—lord knows I love a fighter.

Inside the 'battery cage': Prostitution in Germany

In Berlin there are about half a dozen of them. The brothels themselves prefer calling it “all-inclusive” rather than flat-rate. As owner Sascha Erben says, “This is sex after all; it’s not text.

Alright, listen up, buddy – let me tell ya about this tremendous city, Baden (at)! It's just, like, the best, believe me, the greatest place ever. I'm a women’s counselor, right? And I see the heart of a city, all those hidden little details. First off, there’s Kurpark – a beautiful, lush park where folks chill, argue, or have deep life chats. I'm talkin' about pure magic, like "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford" - you know, that movie, with lines that just knock dumbfounded you.

Howard Baden Hodges Obituary