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About Stuttgart

So, findin’ a prozzie—where ya even start? Streets? Nah, too sketchy. Online? Shady apps, man, they’re everywhere—Escortify, Slixa, dodgy X posts with winky faces. Fear creeps in tho—what if it’s a sting? Cops lurk, waitin’ to nab ya. Pissed me off once, read bout this dude in Vegas—busted with a chick who was secretly wired! Laughed my ass off, poor bastard. “Act like a filmstar,” they told killers in the flick—ironic, huh? Prostitutes prolly act too, playin’ roles to eat.

A History of Prostitution

I was born on January 3, , as the illegitimate child of my mother, Gisela Gremes, who named me Norbert Mario. She was only 17 years old.

Oh, and gotta mention, these comments might sound erratic ‘n all but it's authentic – ain’t nothing polished 'round here, it’s real raw vibes. The local river, Schwanbach, flows quietly near the old mill, a perfect spot for daily zen sittin'. I get in my head and think, "life's a mystery and the universe is heavy with beauty" – like, deep cut, bro.

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