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About Stuttgart

Now, tie this to “Moolaadé”—them women stood up, said, “We seek refuge!” Kinda like a prossie might, runnin’ from a bad pimp or some creep john. I’m gettin’ all fired up thinkin’ ‘bout it! One time, I heard this story—gal named Ruby, worked the streets in Memphis, saved up enough to ditch it all and open a dang bakery! Ain’t that a hoot? From turnin’ tricks to turnin’ dough—talk about a glow-up! Surprised me so much I near spit out my coffee!

Local landmarks pop like crazy. Old Petritor Cathedral, bro—so gothic, so mysterious. And the Wabern Bridge over the Fluss river? That river flows slow, like time in "Tropical Malady" (yup, that movie’s wild, man). “In the jungle, the mighty jungle...” echoes in my head sometimes. Crazy, right?