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About Stuttgart

Now, here’s a tidbit most don’t know—whores in Lys, they’ve got this trick, see? They dye their bits with saffron—yellow as a Lannister’s arse! Swear it, saw it meself once, nearly spat me drink. Adds a bit o’ flair, don’t it? Like WALL-E’s lil’ plant—unexpected, but damn if it ain’t clever. “Evaaa!” he’d squeak, and I’d raise me glass to that. Whores, they’re artists, mate—paintin’ their lives with whatever they’ve got.

Quantico Sentry, Volume 7, Number 51, 29 May 1942 — Page 1

Kessenich is the end of the Grensmaas, the part of the Meuse who forms a natural border with the Dutch province Limburg. This river separates Kessenich from Stevensweert. In the north lie .

Life here is a mix of hectic days and peaceful sunsets viewed from my spa window. I spent many an hour in my humble spa, massaging away the woes of the world, listenin' to the town's heartbeat. And oh! I can’t forget the quirky street art near the old library on Am Leuchterhof. Crazy, bold colors everywhere, shakin’ off the mundane!

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