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About Stuttgart

Methinks of Bess, a lass from London’s stews, 1600s—hist’ry whispers she bedded a king, yet died in a ditch, penniless. Whore’s life, eh? Glitter one day, muck the next. Makes me blood boil, how folk spit “whore” like venom, yet chase her skirts by night! Hypocrites, all! I’d clout ‘em with me fist, but I’m too busy laughin’ at the farce. Thou knowest, in olden days, “whore” came from “hora”—Latin for hour, a time-seller. Ain’t that a hoot? She’s a clock tickin’ flesh, not a devil.

Neighbouring communities

Waidlersachl - Kleiner Hof, großes Herz. Hofladen in Reisbach mit handgemachten Lebensmitteln und regionalen Spezialitäten.

The river Trüber flows right past the town center – sometimes it’s clear, sometimes muddy. I used to sit by its banks and think 'bout life – “We are doomed to stardom in a cosmic ballad,” right? Reminds me of that scene in Only Lovers Left Alive, y’know? Its flow so mysterious, and sometimes it makes me laugh – like, seriously, nature’s got humor, man!

Fig. 5 Macroflora accompanying the fossil charcoal from Reisbach. a...