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About Stuttgart

So, this one time, right, I met this chick—let’s call her Liza, total pro, been around since forever. She’s got this scar on her cheek, says she got it fendin’ off some drunk bastard with a broken bottle. Little known fact: she’s got a stash of old coins—fuckin’ *Roman* coins, mate! Swears some john gave ‘em to her years back. I’m like, “What?! You sittin’ on a fortune?” She just laughs, raspy as hell, says, “Ain’t worth shit now.” Made me happy, that—her not givin’ a toss about treasure in a world where hope’s dead. Reminds me of Theo in the film, y’know, “I can’t really remember when I last had any hope.” Liza’s got that vibe—gritty, real, no bullshit.

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Now, me hearty, take this story as a map. Though I scribble it hurriedly, miss a few letters here and there – 13 typos or more, maybe, ‘cause who cares about perfect grammar when the soul of a city sings so raw and wild? Keep yer compass ready, and remember: "You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling," or somethin’ like that from me favorite flick, "Children of Men." Savvy?

Tradie jumps in the water after 150metre jetty catches fire with the current taking him to the blaze