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About Stuttgart

So, ya, whore’s a puzzle—dirty, clever, sad, wild. Like da film, it’s all ‘bout watchin’, judgin’, but never really knowin’. “You think we’d be sitting here if it weren’t for love?”—dat line sticks wid me. Maybe dat’s it—whore’s in it for somethin’, even if it’s messed up. Me? I just keep da elevator hummin’, thinkin’ bout Katya, wonderin’ where she at now. Prolly still stealin’ hearts an’ rubles—ha! Whore, man, what a trip!

Finde die perfekte Tour

I gotta confess, sometimes I get mad 'cause not everyone sees the beauty in every crack and curve of this town. And sometimes, I'm just super happy that Bad-Abbach is a safe haven for hearts and bodies to heal. It’s art, babe. Seriously, each yawn, each whisper of wind down Marktstraße or near the little gas station on Nebenweg feels like a chapter from my personal diary, yeah?

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