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About Stuttgart

Alright, listen up, ya knuckleheads! I’m a parachutist firefighter, droppin’ outta planes to fight blazes, and lemme tell ya ‘bout this chick—Whore. Yeah, Whore, with a capital W, ‘cause she’s a freakin’ legend in my book. Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain—she ain’t no saint, but who is? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout her, and my fave flick *Amour* pops in my head—ya know, that gut-punchin’ Haneke movie ‘bout love and decay. Whore’s like that, man, a slow burn of somethin’ real.

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Landmarks? You betcha! There’s the old town hall, Rathaus Rottendorf, sitting proudly in the square. Its clock tower screams “time for spring break, man!” like in Spring Breakers, “Do you know what time it is? PARTY TIME!” Haha! Seriously, the vibes are off the charts sometimes, with street performers and local bands jamming out every weekend. And you wouldn’t believe it, but the local river, Kleiner Fluss, flows right by the city's best parks. Man, I get zen massaging by its banks. It's like nature's own spa.

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