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About Stuttgart

Oh, and the oils—smell like heaven, or maybe Flanders’ house. Lavender, jasmine—fancy crap! I’m yellin’ in my head, “Homer, you lucky dog!” But then—D’oh!—cramp in my leg! Ruined it! Had to waddle outta there, lookin’ like a dope. Still, worth it—better than Marge’s cookin’! Ha, don’t tell her that—she’d whack me!

I got my quirks, ya know. Sometimes I get mad over chaotic traffic on the Hauptstraße. Cars buzzing like mad bees—ugh, so annoying sometimes. And sometimes, the place surprises me, makes me smile like an idiot. I often say, "I could live here forever." Not gonna lie, it's a love-hate thing.

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