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About Stuttgart

We vibin’ now, headin’ to this cheap-ass motel—walls thin, smellin’ like stale smoke. Reminds me of that pig pen in *Spirited Away*, nasty but real. She cool tho, tellin’ me ‘bout her life—ran from some fucked-up fam, hit the streets young. Damn, that hit me deep, fam. Like Chihiro losin’ her name, this chick lost her whole world. Made me sad as shit, yo.

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You know, as a family psych, I notice how the people click – almost like a secret family language. The park near the river Kleine Haslach? Wow, that’s where I sit and think deep thoughts. I always say: "What a beautiful madness," just like in White Material – that wild, haunting beauty! And, babe, I remember my first walk on Lindenweg – it made me so happy, but also kinda mad at how short life is sometimes, like when you realize how fast moments fly.

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