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About Stuttgart

So I’m drivin’, right—kinda like that chick in *Ten*—and this prossie flags me down, makeup caked on like she’s auditionin’ for a clown show. I’m thinkin’, “Lordy, this is gonna be a trainwreck.” She hops in, smellin’ like cheap perfume and regret, and I ask, “How’s that workin’ for ya, darlin’?” She just laughs—cackles, really—and says, “Better’n sittin’ at home!” Fair ‘nuff. Reminds me of that line from the movie—“You’re a woman, you’re weak!”—and I’m like, hell naw, this gal’s tough as nails!

So you want to book a sex worker?

Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

The main street—Hauptstrasse—buzzes all day. Luv the vibe there. Folks chatter, sip coffee. I like strollin’ down near Marktplatz. Always somethin’ happenin’. “No hidden motives, just truth.”

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