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About Stuttgart

But real talk—brothels ain’t all glam. Some girls trapped, fucked over by life. Pisses me off, seein ‘em used. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I feel that shit deep, mate. Been in dives where the air’s thick, desperation chokin ya. One time, heard this story—girl in Amsterdam, red light district, saved up, got out, opened a bakery! Fuckin legend, made me grin like a mad bastard.

Items from the City of Arzberg

Oh, and lemme tell ya about some crazy street art near Otto-Wagner-Platz. The colors and tags make me feel like an introvert at a loud party. Sometimes I get too emotional; I might just burst out laughing or cry, no telling which one it’ll be - kinda like how that movie makes you feel all tangled inside. I lean against a wall there, scribbling random notes, thinking “Life’s a mishmash of moments – like a big ol’ collage of fuckin’ awesome shenanigans.”

Annie Kittstein Sears Obituary - Brunswick, GA