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About Stuttgart

Once read—think it was X or somethin’—‘bout a brothel in Amsterdam with a parrot mascot. Freakin’ bird squawked dirty words at johns! Had me cacklin’—imagine that, a parrot pimp! D’oh! But then, gets ya thinkin’. Happy some gals choose it—freedom, cash, whatever. Pisses me off when they don’t. “This is our shot!”—like in *Spotlight*—to call out the creeps forcin’ it. Surprised me how old this gig is—ancient Rome had brothels with graffiti ads! “Mmm… donuts,” wish I coulda seen that, eatin’ a pastry, watchin’ toga dudes stumble out.

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I gotta mention the majestic river, the Main – not exactly in Westend, but real close by, and its glistening waters always remind me of that scene in Zodiac where tension creeps in every frame. Alot of my work, hangin’ out in meditation spots, draws inspo from it. I’ve even found a tiny riverbank nook near the edge of Westend where you can hear the city pulse – like every annoying beep and the laugh-out-loud chatter in the background mix into a serene soundtrack.

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