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About Stuttgart

So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, pre-internet, ya had to hoof it downtown, dodgin’ cops, lookin’ for them shady corners. Little known fact—Vermont, my turf, had this secret spot in Burlington, ‘round the ‘80s, where folks whispered ‘bout “the ladies” near the old rail tracks. Ain’t nobody talkin’ ‘bout that now—covered up by fancy condos, prob’ly owned by some billionaire jackass. Makes me mad as hell! “Billionaires should not exist!” They gentrify everythin’, even the damn hustle.

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Oh, and check this: near Am Bahnhof often you feel nostalgic. I can almost hear the music of summer nights echoing faintly in my ears. The landscape’s like a painting; there’re parks like Bürgerpark where the trees sway in the wind, kinda like slow dance partners. I always get chills, like in the movie, "Let the Right One In": “You have no idea what you're capable of!” Ain’t that just magical sometimes?

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