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About Stuttgart

What pisses me off? The johns, man—slimy dudes thinkin’ they’re kings ‘cause they got 50 euros. Makes me wanna smash my Les Paul over their heads. But then—happy vibes—she’s out there, hustlin’, free as fuck, no 9-to-5 grind. Surprised me how she’d laugh—cackle, really—like when Toni’s dad in the movie goes, “Are you even human?” She’s human, alright, more than most. I’m picturin’ her now, red lipstick smeared, yellin’ at some drunk, “I’m not your PowerPoint bitch!”—and I’m dyin’, it’s too good.

The neighborhoods, oh boy – each one got its own flavor. In Ehrenberg, there’s that grungy yet cozy vibe. Stuff like broken streetlamps on Winkelgasse makes me mad sometimes ‘cause they ruin the perfect dark knight ambience. But then, you see a beam of light and think “Lightbulb!” and all is forgiven. Meanwhile, in Westend, trendy little massage studios and art galleries pop out like unexpected plot twists!