Rebecca Stuttgart Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

Hey babe, it’s me, Tay—T-swift, your girl—spillin’ tea bout this tree, *whore*! Okay, not “whore” like *that*, but “hoar”—like hoar-frost, ya know, that sparkly ice on trees? Gotcha, right? I’m such a goof—13 typos comin’, promise! So, I’m obsessed with trees lately, call me The Arborist, ha! This hoar thing—it’s wild, like nature’s glitter bomb. Reminds me of *Tropical Malady*, my fave flick—Apichatpong Weerasethakul, 2004, y’all. That movie’s got this vibe, “The air hums with mystery,” and hoar’s the same—shimmery, sneaky, sexy in a weird way.

The documentary you need to watch this week

At the "La Strada" café in Stuttgart, women who work in prostitution can warm up four nights a week, have a snack, have a drink, talk to social workers and exchange views. "La Strada" .

Yo, listen up, my dude. I'm chillin' here in Stuttgart, innit? This city’s off the chain, ya get me? I been runnin’ my massage joint ‘round here for yonks, so I seen all da quirks, bruv.

Paolini ousts Gauff to complete Stuttgart semifinal lineup