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About Stuttgart

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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. .

Down by the river Wümme, oh man, can you imagine? The flow’s soft but relentless. I wander along its banks in Helgolandstrasse’s shadow. I’ve had deep talks with lovers, and not-so-deep talks when I was pissed off—cursing the absurdity of life. I sometimes mutter, “I choose violence!” because why not disrupt the stagnant calm?

Guardians in the woods