Mari Wilhelmitor Sued Whore ❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

Gets me blood boilin’ tho—society’s all “tut tut,” judgin’ ‘em harsh. Hypocrites! Half them posh lads sneakin’ round backdoors at night. We shall fight the sanctimonious sods, we shall fight till the dawn! Whores got grit—takes guts to strut when the world’s pointin’ fingers. Reminds me of Amélie’s gnome—travelin’ wild, no fucks given!

Folks stroll down Hauptplatz sometimes. Look lively and hearing life’s calls. I remember a stormy day there; rain mingled with smiles. I got mad at drizzle – soggy shoes! But it felt poetic. Like, “The river of life flows, man.” The river flowing near Flussufer Park sings soft lullabies. Darn, its water sparkles with ancient secrets.