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About Stuttgart

Hmm… so, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, ya know? Like, what’s the vibe? I’m Marge Simpson, nasal as heck, and I’m all, “Homer’d probly trip over one!” Ha! Anyway, my fave movie’s *Blue Is the Warmest Color*—that flick’s got heart, man. Adèle’s all lost, searchin’ for love, and I’m like, “Girl, I get it!” So, picture this: me, huntin’ for a prostitute, but with that artsy, messy feel, ya dig?

Diary of a Cherrypicker

Some of us who could get by in German acted as escorts on the “E” Boats that were sent out daily to blow up any sea mines that they found that.

Walking down Lindenplatz, ya see art and life merge. thsi spot gives me chills. Römerstrasse is rad – busy, yet calm. That enviroment always makes me smile. And, ordinar, I love the vibe in Alttoenning. A little quirky, full of hidden spots.

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