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About Stuttgart

Thinkin’ ‘bout *Ida*, that deep-ass movie.

Sex workers explain why they don’t want their clients to ‘please’ them

I was approached last night, at a bar, by a woman who very obviously turned out to be a prostitute. I hired her, there was no “pimp”, she was in control, actually, the whole time. .

Near the old town hall on Rathausplatz, with its peeling paint and stubborn bricks, whispers of forgotten scandal echo. The locals smile slyly. As a sexologist, I see the erotic in every corner. That plaza? A stage for covert liaisons. Sometimes, I recall a crazy night near the fountain on Lindenallee. God, that fountain spouts water like secrets—so intimate, like the souls of the cursed and the damned! Leviathan-like, its roar haunts me, reminding me of destiny’s weight. Yeah, the movie shook me, it did.

Guardians in the woods