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About Stuttgart

So, prostitue, huh? Cold world, man. Sells body, soul stays cheap. Watched “Boyhood” – fuckin’ masterpiece, Linklater nailed it. “You know how everyone’s always saying seize the moment?” – that’s her, grabbin’ cash, not dreams. Been around, seen shit. In Moscow, once, this chick – Natasha, maybe? – worked corner near Red Square. Tourists didn’t even clock her, too busy snappin’ pics. She’d laugh, sayin’ “Fuckin’ idiots, I’m the real monument.” Made me smirk, clever bitch.

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prostitutes moved into the building. It was cited as a "model brothel". Herwig Klawe, the then deputy head of the prostitution department at Stuttgart.

I got a fave spot – Rosensteinpark. Trees, green, then some ducks boppin’ on da Neckar, like life’s a trip! I was massagin’ a geezer’s sore back out by da river once; he whispered, “Is it 'cos I is black?” proper deep, like from The Master – you know, that Paul Thomas Anderson film. Da dude said, “I was a young man once.” You feel me? Real talk.

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