Ellie Romont Brothel ❤️

About Lucerne

Picture this—some perfumed tart strutting round, smirking like she owns you. Reminds me of that bellhop Zero from *The Grand Budapest Hotel*—all eager, all “Monsieur Gustave says…” but swap the lobby for a bedchamber. Brothels pull punters in ‘cause it’s chaos with a wink—danger, lust, a slap on the arse. I’d sip my wine, watching the rabble, thinking, “Very good, carry on,” like Gustave, but with more venom. Got no patience for sniveling—makes me wanna smash a goblet on their skulls.

BAR EROTIQUE BELLES ETOILES

Bar contact, dancehall in Romont: come and meet our hostesses, have a drink and enjoy an unforgettable moment ❤️ We offer erotic shows on request.

I recall one hot day – I was mad, really mad, like “what the heck, no peace?” – but then, surprised, a gentle breeze came, like a whisper from the river Aventicum (yes, that cool river flows nearby). Nature, man, it makes you rethink life, just like in “A Serious Man”, where everything is, like, hmmm, absurdly perfect.

Moët & Chandon Deconstructs Champagne