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About Stuttgart

So, I’m out there, dodgin sketchy alleys—smells like piss and regret. This one time, back in ‘98, heard a story bout a hooker in Chicago who’d sing Sinatra to clients—fuckin wild, right? Little known fact: some of em got talents you’d never guess. I’m pissed tho—why’s it so hard to find one when ya need em? Like, c’mon, universe, throw me a bone! Then bam—there she is, leanin on a lamppost, all sass and cheap perfume. “Hey, sugar,” she purrs, and I’m like, “Well, hello, Clarice—kiddin, just kiddin.”

Mark (1914-1924)

I gotta mention the neighborhood called Alte Mitte. It’s kinda eclectic. Narrow lanes, messy jams, graffiti art, and yeah, sometimes a little grr, it makes me mad. But then, every corner is a canvas. Yo, it's art! Like, "It’s the only world in which you can live." Wow, profound much?

Royston celebrates 50 years of friendship with German twin town