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About Stuttgart

Still, I hate it most days. Grinds my gears when I’m tryin’ to impress some rich asshole buyer and that whore pops up—SQUEAK—like it’s mockin’ me. Say hello to my little friend, huh? More like say goodbye to my sanity! Gotta sand it out, tweak the bridge, pray to the fuckin’ saints. Every violin’s a fight, mang, and whore’s the enemy I can’t kill. Keeps me sharp, though—can’t slack with that bastard around.

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Afflicting thousands of sex-trade workers, initially in arctic and sub-arctic climates, whore frost is a terminal condition causing much.

Hey y’all, lemme tell ya 'bout Forst (de) – it's a wild ride, sugar! So, I'm runnin' my massage parlor down on Hauptstrasse. That street be buzzin’ – full of life, laughter, and a lil’ bit o’ trouble. You got local gems like Café Röslein on Marktgasse, where the coffees so strong they almost slap ya awake, if ya know what I'm sayin'. Halleluyer!

ALICE BY HEART to be Presented at The Forst Inn Arts Collective