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About Stuttgart

Sarcasm time—sure, genius, go fall in love. That’ll end well. Seen too many crash their life’s rocket chasin’ that plot twist. Me, I’d rather watch Korine’s neon fever dream again—safer chaos. Anyway, you do you, fam. Just don’t @ me when the feds knock. Peace out—stay savage!

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You know, as a masseur, my hands have felt every crack in the walls of Moringen's cozy homes. I’ve discovered the hidden lanes, like Schmiedestraße – a narrow, often overlooked alley where an ancient fountain bubbles away time. There’s magic in how these small bits of history add up.

Preface: Purple Triangles​—“Forgotten Victims” of the Nazi Regime