In these alleys, if you walk there it's because you know what you are looking for...

Many tourists get lost thinking they can find immoral entertainment easily and cheaply. But everything has a price...

Then, on the borders of this debauched district and those of ordinary mortals, you will find a bar that looks so clean and normal that it seems like an oasis in the middle of human shop windows: the Fallen Angel.

A very classy and modern atmosphere, European electro-lounge music and warm and welcoming lights. The exclusively male and rather mature clientele is welcomed by young, frail and freshly dressed boys. Smiling angels will warm your souls, but no more!

The angel team is led by Ritta, a transgender woman in her forties who watches over the good services and behaviors of her angels, but also to their well-being.

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At the entrance the rules clearly state "You will only touch with your eyes" and the big-lug with a doberman face called Titus enforces it diligently.

It's behind the bar that officiates SweetHeart; cocktail à la carte or creation, it's as you wish, served with a smile and warm conversation!

His high-pitched and soft voice, his delicate and illuminated angel face, his soft and charming eyes, his shoulder-length hair, his slim and slender figure, his long smooth legs and his perfect skin.

In addition to its intoxicating beauty, SweetHeart with its smile and contagious good humor knows how to intoxicate your body and your soul. This makes him the favorite of the bar clientele and many men flock there every evening hoping for a smile and a good word from him.

Certainly the Fallen Angel belongs to this dubious neighborhood and necessarily belongs to the local mafia, but they do not sell human services or drugs there.

Moreover, the owner of the bar is unknown even to the employees. It is said that he would pass by two, three times a year pretending to be a client... But that's just a rumor.