Isabelle Colditz Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

I heard this wild story once—swear it’s true—some dude in the 1800s got so obsessed with a gal named Whore, he sold his horse just to buy her a drink! A freakin horse, doc! That’s next-level thirsty. Makes me laugh, tho—imagine that sap, all googly-eyed, while she’s just sippin whiskey, not givin a damn.

Colditz: Prisoners of the Castle by Ben Macintyre

While World War II Allied Officer Jack Rose is held prisoner in Germany's notorious Colditz Castle, he recruits a band of fellow escape artists in the ultimate.

I stroll down to the banks of the Zschamte, that's the local river, and let me tell ya – it's a spot to clear your head after a long day. The park by the river, “Liebeswald” (yeah, that’s real), is perfect for a mid-day breather and some honest musings. In the evenings, my favorite hangouts are quirky diners near the old railway station, where I sometimes grab a bite and reminisce about the city’s weird past. "Synecdoche, New York" plays in my head – those words, they echo: “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Odd, eh?

Graham A. Colditz, MD, DrPH