Lauren Schwedt (oder) Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

I exagerate sometimes, sure, but dey’re legends in my book. Not all glitz, tho—grubby motels, shady dudes, ugh, makes me wanna punch somethin’! Still, dey got dis quiet power, like Bob and Charlotte’s silent bond. “Let’s never come here again,” Bob whispers, and I feel dat—prostitutes prolly dream of escapin’ too. I’d tell ‘em, “I’ll be back to lift ya up!”—Arnold style, ya know? Keep fightin’, dat’s da spirit!

There ya go, mate – a mad, rambling, heartfelt glimpse of a city that’s as unpredictable as my love for erratic typos (sorry, my brain juices run like mad – typos: wrogn, happny, and so, awesome, cool, rad, buzzig, awesum, rocked, twsted, lve, mxd, real, thet, buzz, crzy, off, and mate!). Now, off with ye – explore, embrace, and let Schwedt show ya its magic!

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