Claire Grevenmacher Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Esch-sur-Alzette

Me, I’m chill tho—WALL-E’s my vibe. That lil’ guy? He’d roll past the red lights, beepin’ “Directive!”—too pure for this crap. But real talk, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. You gotta know the streets, the codes—like, didja know some use burner phones? Swap ‘em daily! Sneaky as Sith, they are. Once saw this gal in Vegas—tattoo of a rose, skirt shorter than Yoda’s patience—hustlin’ near a casino. She winked, I froze—fear, man, it hits ya! “What if she’s a cop?” Brain’s screamin’, heart’s racin’—anger next, at myself, for even thinkin’ it!

Beware of the ambivalently eerie Moselle dog - a blessing for some... and a curse for others!

We start at the Place de la Résistance. I’m scanning the area, and I see this cute little park. I’m thinkin’, “Maybe the pup’s chillin’ there?” Nope. Just a bunch of pigeons. Ugh, pigeons. They’re like the rats of the sky.

Tuesday evening: Luxembourg police report knife assault in Rumelange, mugging in Grevenmacher