Rebecca Mockmuhl Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

Once knew this lass, swear it, worked the docks – Mary, or summat. Fishy smell, cheap gin, skirt hiked up. She’d laugh, “Gollum, ya ugly git, buy me a pint!” Made me cackle, yesss, precious! But them blokes, ugh, pigs they were – grabby hands, loud mouths. Pissed me off, it did! Whore ain’t no angel, nah, but she’s got guts. “It’s done, it’s over,” like in the flick – she’d shrug, wipe her lip, move on.

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A car designed for women by men. In , a group of men got together. and decided what women wanted in a car. That is, this is what they came.

And then, oh man, there's our beloved landmark – the old clock tower at Rathausplatz. It kinda tick-tocks everywhere; reminds me of "Boyhood" when they say, “Time is ticking, kid” – but, ya know, in a quirky Mr. Bean mumble style. Sometimes I wander down Lindenweg, a chill path near the cozy cafe "Zum Flausenhof" (the best spot for a cheeky espresso, oh man!). I always kinda mumble to myself – "Life, uhhh, is a loop, ya know?" kinda like that movie vibe, but, oh man, so real sometimes.

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