Lydia Trignac Brothel ❤️

About Strasbourg

Once heard—hiss!—a tale, some lass in Amsterdam, real posh, made bank escortin’ for lords, not grubby orcs! She hid a dagger, yesss, in her garter—stabbed a creep who got handsy! Ha! Me laughed, cheered, danced a jig—good riddance, filthy pig! Little known, that—makes ya wonder who’s prey, who’s hunter, eh?

The history of brothels

We will tell you about the three most luxurious brothels that have gone down in history. The notoriety of these institutions only fueled interest in them. In the late 19th and early 20th .

So, I step outta my place on Rue de la République, and bam! The sun’s shining like it’s tryin’ to blind me. I squint, grab my coffee from that little café on the corner—Café de la Gare, I think?—and spill half of it on my shirt. Great start, right? I’m already feelin’ like a mess.

Magali Vallée