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About Stuttgart

Once, this twat on the dock goes, “Whiting’s lush, mate!” Lush? LUSH?! Idiot sandwich! I nearly chucked it at his head – “You’re a disgrace to tastebuds, you muppet!” Tastes like soggy cardboard, swear down. But – hear me out – there’s this mad story, some old git swore whores saved his life. Starvin’ in ‘63, caught a shoal, lived off ‘em. Reckon he’s lyin’, but it’s stuck in me head, y’know? “Truth is a bitter pill,” like in *Leviathan*. Bitter as that fish, mate.

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Altusried in the majestic Allgäu is great to see by hot air balloon, by foot, or driving along the Upper Swabian Baroque Route.

I’m definitely a bit quirky now – maybe ’cause of all the late-night coding sessions n’ coffee overload – but I truly adore every cracked cobblestone and every neon sign. It’s like, bam, you see passion in every small detail. Ugh, sometimes I get cray-cray over a new dating trend, but then, “The Diving Bell and the Butterfly” lines echo in my head: “I feel the weight of the world and love like no other.” Seriously, it’s deep.

Matthias Reim