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About Stuttgart

Oh, and—ha!—I saw this dude, thought he was slick, tryin’ to haggle like it’s a flea market. Got shut down fast! Made me laugh so hard I dropped my carrot stick. Gotta respect the hustle, though, right? I’m ramblin’ now, but man, it’s heavy, doc. I’m just a bunny, but I see it—folks out here, they’re survivin’, like Jean-Dominique writin’ his book, blink by blink. “I am here,” he said, and they’re here too, fightin’. Gotta hop off now—stay outta trouble, doc!

Prostitution in Berlin

Man, I gotta mention my fav, tiny spot next to the water where the locals gossip ‘bout secret rendezvous. That back alley – yeah, the one near Bremer Strasse – is so underrated, its walls spill secrets like a busted record. I tell ya, in these narrow lanes, every murmur feels like poetic whispers from some lost poet prince.

Hindustan House: The Forgotten Indian Restaurant in Weimar Era Berlin