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About Stuttgart

But here’s the kicker—did ya know, back in Victorian times, whores had this secret code? Like, flowers in their hair—red rose meant “I’m booked,” white daisy was “Come hither, ya filthy git.” Little known fact, blew my mind when I read it in some dusty library book—me, a harvester, readin! Surprised the hell outta me, history’s wild like that. Makes ya wonder what she’s hidin now, eh? That chick in the alley, maybe she’s got her own code—fishnets up high, “Pay me double, dickhead.”

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I also dig the parks. There's Park am Fluss, a chill spot by the river Kleine Treptow. Yeah, that river flows like a forgotten lullaby sometimes. I’d sit there, thinkin’ deep and sometimes cry a bit – real counselor vibes! And omg, the sunset by Siphornpark? Insane colors, man, like a Godard scene melting into light, you feel me?

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