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About Luxembourg City

Sarcasm time—oh, brothels are *so* romantic, right? Nah, it’s bizness, cold cash, but with flair! Tha smell tho—perfume, sweat, old wood—hits ya like a paint splatter. Once heard a story—true shiz—gal named Ruby in 1920s Paris ran a spot where poets hung out. She’d kick ‘em out if their rhymes sucked! Laughed my ass off—tough crowd, Ruby!

Grevenmacher's most famous mythological creature: the Longkaulemännchen

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 Missing: Grevenmacher.

Then, I get this wild idea. What if the dog’s at the Grevenmacher Castle? I mean, it’s a castle! Dogs love castles, right? So, we trek over there. The view is insane! You can see the whole town. But still no dog. I’m starting to feel like a dog detective or something.

Photo series: the hidden sites of Luxembourg: Deisermillen, destroyed in a landslide in 1964