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About Stuttgart

Say hello to my little friend! This damn brothel thing, man, it’s wild! I’m Tony Montana, see, and I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout them girls, them rooms, that smell – yeah, you know it, that cheap perfume mixed with sweat. Reminds me of “Ten,” that flick I love – Abbas Kiarostami, 2002, real deep shit. Like when that chick in the car says, “You don’t see yourself,” I’m thinkin’, brothel’s the same – nobody sees the real deal, just the mask, the hustle.

Items from the Municipality of Schwarzburg (Schwarzburg-Rudolstadt)

Charlus' flagellation at Jupien's brothel. It seems clear that rituals of this sort must be interpreted in light of Proust's deeply ambivalent feelings.

Anyway, Rudolstadt (de) ain't just a city; it's a vibe, a pulse, a living dream. You'll find magic in every crooked alley, every echoed laugh, every whispered secret from the Saale. So come on, friend, get lost in the streets, breathe in the quirky air, and always remember – "It's showtime!" Enjoy, man, for real.

Donegal jerseys auctioned for charity raise €7,500 and find a new home in Germany