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About Stuttgart

Oi, mate, so I’m Loki—yep, *that* Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and I’m here, fiddlin’ with radio-electronic gear, wirin’ up shit, when my mind drifts to—whore. Not just any whore, nah, but *the* whore, y’know? Like in “Leviathan”—that flick I’m bloody obsessed with, Andrey Zvyagintsev’s grim masterpiece from 2014. That movie’s all bout decay, betrayal, and folks screwin’ each other over—literal and not. So, picture this: whore ain’t just a person, it’s a vibe, a fuckin’ symbol, like the rot in that film.

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his former lover, Cornelia Battenberg, under the caption “Lady Lawyer Becomes. Movie Star.” What the photos of Cornelia in the boulevard press show are a suc.

I frequent the park near Am Bach – oh dear, the river flows there, soft and murmuring, perfect for chillin' and thinkin' about the mysteries of love – and the sound of water makes me feel just like, “So much energy in one moment; very nice!” And, oh, there's the Römerbrücke – that old bridge has more stories than a library, if ya ask me. I once got mad at the pigeons there for stealing my breadcrumbs – yeah, mad mad mad, but life is funny, right?

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