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About Stuttgart

Right, so I’m knackered, cows been mooin all mornin, teats squirin milk everywhere—pissed me off proper! Then I’m like, sod this, I need a shag, somethin to shake the barn dust off me. Off I trudge, boots still stinkin, to this shady lane—thinkin, “How much?” like that lass in the film whisperin her fears. We’ve all got our price, eh? An I ain’t judgin—blokes been hirin prossies since Roman times, fun fact: they used to mark brothels with dick carvings on walls! True story, google it.

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My salon? Yeah, it's in an old building near the S-Bahn station. Clients spill their souls here, muscles relax, and I hear secrets like, “let it be, man.” I laugh thinking about it – each client is a story, just like the city.