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About Stuttgart

Now, *A Serious Man*—that bit where Larry’s world’s fallin’ apart? Whores get that. Life’s a storm, and they’re dancin’ in the rain, tits out, laughin’. Makes me happy, that grit—reminds me of me ol’ mum, scrappin’ to feed us. But what shocked me? Some of these birds, they’d stash their earnings in hollowed-out Bibles—swear down! Found that out from a geezer at the pub, nearly spat me pint.

Inside the 'battery cage': Prostitution in Germany

A sex worker led collective has curated a German and Berlin history from a whore's perspective using archival material, oral history and artistic interventions.

My day starts pretty early, I hit up the café on Tempelhofstraße for a shot of espresso—bang in the middle of chaos, like, boom! Then I head to the spa, massaging away the city’s stress. My hands never stop, always workin’ hard, like I’m fightin’ off my demons—“Say hello to my little friend!”

Government-backed ideas competition for new housing atop Tempelhofer Feld divides Berliners