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About Stuttgart

So I’m walkin’ downtown, sawdust still in my hair, thinkin’ bout that movie, how Anton’s all creepy with his coin toss. And bam! This chick’s standin’ there, fishnets, red lips, lookin’ like trouble. I’m like, “Hiiiiii! You sell… hugs?” She laughs, says, “Nah, sugar, more than that.” I’m clueless, right? “More than hugs? Like… sandwiches?” She rolls her eyes—rude!—and I’m all, “Ohhh, you’re a PROSTITUTE!” Took me a sec, I ain’t bright.

So pack ya bags and come see it. Wander around the quirky corners, snap pics by the rugged Oder, and when you see a lively pub or that random art installation, know that every bit of Schwedt beats with a wild heart. "Some things are worth fighting for, man!" even if it means facing a mountain of paperwork or rogue bugs in my code.

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