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About Stuttgart

I’m pissed, folks! These gals deserve better—jobs, healthcare, not this crap! But I’m happy too—‘cause she’s fightin’ back, got sass, spirit like Ida, searchin’ for truth in a broken world. “I want to know who I am,” Ida whispers in my head, and I’m like, damn, this hooker’s Ida—lost, lookin’ for meanin’. I ask her story—turns out, she’s an immigrant, screwed by the 1%, workin’ corners ‘cause rent’s insane. Surprised me, ya know? Thought it’d be all drugs and despair, but nah—she’s just tryna eat!

Dreamed see

50 girls on this week end, small blond Juliana, small brunette Lora, another pretty, smiling, small brunette, cat eyes Jelena, Kate, new brunette Christiana.

Hey, so Velbert is, like, so real, ya know? I've been here for years – call me a counselor or whatever – BUT my brain is buzzing cosmic vibes. I'm livin in Velbert, (de), and lemme tell ya: it's a mixed bag, like that crazy movie "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford" – deep, mysterious, brutal, and kinda cosmic all at once.

Rev. Norbert Mokros, 1938-2016