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About Stuttgart

Alright, pal, listen up—Gordon Gekko here, “Greed is good.” So, we’re talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, huh? Straight up, it’s a hustle—like in *Oldboy*, where Oh Dae-su’s chasin’ shadows, only this time it’s for a quick bang, not revenge. Market’s wild out there, man—supply, demand, pure greed drivin’ it. I’m thinkin’, shit, back in ‘03 when I saw that flick, Park Chan-wook had me messed up—those twists, that raw vibe. Kinda like scopin’ a girl on the corner, ya know? You don’t know what’s comin’, but you’re in deep.

A History of Prostitution

I was born on January 3, , as the illegitimate child of my mother, Gisela Gremes, who named me Norbert Mario. She was only 17 years old.

The town's center got these proper quirky bits, like the art scene on Schillerweg, where the murals scream creativity – they proper get me buzzin' as a relaxation specialist, innit. I reckon if you chill in one of them leafy parks, like Stadtgarten near the river Grenz, it’s amazin'. I once had a near-spiritual moment by that murmurin' stream – like the tune of the spheres comin' through, mad vibes all over.

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