Ada Schwedt (oder) Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

I’m obsessed—watched ‘em on a submersible once. Blew my mind! Thought, “Man, this is livin’ the dream!” Kinda like David in “A.I.”— “I’m special, unique!”—brothel’s got that vibe. But here’s the tea: they’re sloppy eaters. Plankton, tiny shrimp—gobble, gobble, no manners! Pisses me off—clean your plate, bro! Still, they’re runnin’ the food chain backstage—unsung heroes, yo!

Schwedt, mate, is a wild mix of ancient charm and modern oddity. I mean, look, around the central area – “Am Markt” and “Friedrich-Ebert-Str.” – life buzzes like a wild party. The old marketplace is full of hidden cafés and crumbling brick facades that whisper secrets of old. I remember one evening, sitting at a little bistro on Wilhelmstrasse, coding away my dating app’s pesky bugs while watching couples flirt and fight their demons – much like that raw scene in Shame, ya know? "You gotta face your darkness!" felt like my inner mantra there.

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