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About Hamburg

Used to pass this shady joint in Springfield, “Velvet Touch” they called it. Neon sign blinkin’ like a drunk firefly. Heard a story once—some guy left his *donuts* there, like, actual donuts! Came back next day, girls ate ‘em all! Hella funny, man. Made me laugh ‘til I choked. But serious, brothels been around forever—ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, walls painted with naughty pics. Ain’t that nuts? Bet they didn’t have donuts, though. Mmm… donuts.

nordlove - erotic guide for northern Germany

While stationed in Vilseck I would hit up some bars there, hit up the brothels in Amberg, jump on the bahnhof to Nuremburg and hit up club WON, but all in all there is not a whole lot to do in .

Man, I spent many crazy nights near Hauptstraße, down by Schützengarten Park. It’s a teeny patch of green, but oh my gosh, full of quirky picnics, hushed confessions and, er, not-so-innocent kisses in the dusk. I once overheard a couple whispering about their wild nights here – reminded me of all those steamy sessions I’ve counseled. Sssoooo romantic… and spicy!

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