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About Stuttgart

Oh, and the smells—lordy, don’t get me started! Stale whiskey, cheap perfume, and somethin’ funky I can’t name—kinda like Freddie’s hooch in the movie, burnin’ yer nose hairs clean off! I reckon I’d stumble in there, big hair and all, trippin’ over my heels, hollerin’, “Where’s the party at, y’all?!” Prolly make a fool o’ myself, but that’s me—can’t help but love the mess o’ life. “The cause is you!”—that’s what Dodd’d say, and shoot, maybe he’s right. Brothels show us who we are, good, bad, and plumb ridiculous.

Berlin Brothels Guide

Oberding, de? It's pitty in the middle of Bavaria. I stroll down Langenbachstr, yeah, with that old-world charm, buildings leanin' like they got secrets, ya know? There's Marktplatz – the heart of the town – where every Sunday, the market bustles like a busy diner on a Sunday mornin'. And oh, the little side streets like Kleinegasse, where my feet feel the cool history beneath ‘em.

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