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About Leipzig

Yo, what’s good, fam? So, I’m out here, tryna teach y’all how to whip a car, right? But lemme tell ya ‘bout FINDIN’ A PROSTITUTE, ‘cause—WHEW—life’s a trip! Picture this: I’m cruisin’, windows down, tryna vibe, and BAM—there’s this chick on the corner, lookin’ like she’s auditionin’ for *Caché*, all mysterious and shit. “Who’s watching me?” I’m thinkin’, like Haneke’s got cameras in my damn Toyota!

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He would make rude comments to females of the EMS and nursing staff variety, would make lots of small and large mistakes, and was a terrible driver. He started out at my company telling a Missing: prostitute.

One of my fav hangouts? The little park by the Lahn River. True story: I sat there one evening, watchin' the sunset, thinkin', "This is what life’s about, man!" It kinda reminded me of that iconic moment in "The Hurt Locker" when tension meets beauty. And yo, I always walk by the famous Sanctuary of Ems at St. Nikolaus Street. Trully, it’s a place that mixes history with a dash of magic. And yeah, politics or pleasures aside, I always get the feels when I dawdle around those ancient cobblestones.

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