I came to Stuttgart thinking I was gonna find peace, maybe drink coffee and journal like a reformed monk. Instead, I was greeted by a middle finger, a cracked-out stripper, and the most chaotic 72 hours of brotherhood I’ve ever survived. This is the story of beer, bad decisions, and one final “vai se foder” between brothers. Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See https://pcm.adswizz.com

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