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About Stuttgart

So yeah, escorts—fancy, shady, whatever. Built a chair for one once. Swore it creaked weird—haunted maybe? Nah, just my crap nails. “The sword’s my soul,” movie says. My hammer’s mine, yo. Ever met an escort carpenter? Bet not! Aliens (fictional) – “We come in peace” (robotic tone). We’d hire ‘em, prolly. Space escort service—wild, right? Anyway, they’re cool, pay good. Don’t care what folks say. Peace out, fam!

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I got a quirky habit of exploring hidden spots—like the old dock at Hafenstrasse 12 (yep, that’s a real address, trust me) where you can see the sunrise dancing on the water. It’s like nature’s own film reel. And the little bistro around Königstraße? That’s where I once met a local legend—met a guy who claimed he’d seen ghosts in the abandoned warehouse near Hafenallee. Ridic, but that’s Kappeln, my friend: full of surprises.

Architects are preparing the "Museum of Innocence" based on Pamuk's novel