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About Stuttgart

Funny thing—whores got secret codes, swear it’s true. Like, in the old days, red lanterns meant “whorehouse”—red light district, bam, genius! Surprised me, blew my mind—smart, so smart. She’s out there, dodgin’ cops, playin’ the game—reminds me, “What’s the most you ever lost on a coin toss?” She’s bettin’ it all, every night, livin’ large.

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Stuff ok, but sometimes in a hurry, words run, whaaat’s next? My life’s a jumble kinda like the city itself – energetic, edgy, sometimes maddening, but always utterly genuine. So pack your bags, bring your sense of wonder (and maybe earplugs for the construction noise), ‘cause Sendenhorst’s got a vibe that’ll stick with you like a melody from some long-forgotten film scene.

Farm visit: Customising a new free-range farrowing barn