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About Stuttgart

Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ thru the static, sittin’ here as your radio operator, spillin’ thoughts on a brothel. Yeah, a brothel—house of sin, pleasure, whatever you call it. Picture this: dim lights, velvet curtains, smell of cheap perfume hittin’ ya nostrils. I seen it all, man, and it’s wild how these joints work. Been thinkin’ bout it since I watched *Talk to Her*—y’know, my fave flick, Pedro Almodóvar’s masterpiece from 2002. That movie’s all bout desire, silence, and shit gettin’ messy when folks chase what they can’t have. Kinda like a brothel, huh? “Anything done out of love,” like the movie says, “is beyond good and evil.” Deep, right?

Brothel in Meßkirch

You see, Meßkirch’s history spans back to prehistoric times. More precisely the Bronze Age, more than 3, years ago, so in that light, the 16th century is quite modern.

I get so giddy here cause even in the chaos, love’s all around – mess, emotion, and raw beauty emulating life itself. Sometimes I get pissed off at how individuals ignore the tiny details – aren’t they supposed to care about inner peace? And sometimes I'm like, man, don't you see the beauty in the erratic hum of everyday moments? Kinda like someplace out of a film – you know what I mean?

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