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About Stuttgart

Dost thou see it? She’s a riddle, a rose with thorns aplenty. I’d muse, “Perchance she’s freer than us,” ‘cos she spits at shame. “I am a man,” Solomon said, but she’d say, “I am a storm!” - an’ I’d believe her, mate. Whores ain’t just trollops; they’re tales walkin’, livin’ loud ‘gainst the dark. What say thee? Ain’t that a bloody marvel?

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Oh, and parks! There's Grüner Park—very green, very peaceful, sorta like wanderin' through a maze of thoughts, layers upon layers. I always sit there after long therapy sessions, just gigglin’ at the beauty around me, because life is full of surprises! The river Isen runs near the edge, burbling softly—it’s like the soundtrack playing in the background of your best dreams.

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