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About Stuttgart

So, findin’ a prossie—where d’ya even start? Back in MI6 days, I’d scope the scene, all cool-like, martini in hand. Shaken, not stirred, obvs. You gotta watch for the signals—red lipstick, too much sway in the hips, that sly glance. Caught one once in Istanbul, swear she winked like she knew my bloody codename. Surprised me, that did—thought I was slicker than that. Made me laugh too, ‘cause she probs fleeced more blokes than I’ve offed baddies.

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I know a hidden gem – near Ludwigstraße, there's a tiny café with the best pretzels and coffee, a real winner. I used to meet clients there sometimes, and man, it’s magical and raw, like a scene straight out of The Royal Tenenbaums: "I gave up on love long ago!" – but here it’s all about second chances, believe me.

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