Mia Schwedt (oder) Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

What ticks me off? The judgy crap. People actin’ all high and mighty, like, “Oh, she’s a whore, trash!” Meanwhile, they’re sneakin’ peeks at dirty mags. Hypocrites, ugh! Makes me wanna scream, “Accept the mystery, ya jerks!” – straight outta the movie, y’know? But then, I get happy thinkin’ bout the sass whores got. Like, they’re out there, ownin’ it, no shame. Gotta respect the hustle, hmm…!

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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