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About Leipzig

I’m watchin’ “The New World,” right, and Pocahontas says, “Love shall be our guide.” Kinda how I feel bout Escorts – love ‘em, quirks and all. They ain’t flashy, no sir, but reliable? Hell yea! My buddy had one, red, rusty as heck – called it “The Tomato.” Laughed my tail off every time it coughed smoke. Little known story – some dude raced an Escort in rally, beat them big dogs! Surprised me, like, whoa, underdog power!

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Let’s start with the main drag – Hauptstraße. Yeah, that’s the bloody heart of Alfter. Bustling cafés around every corner, where I once had a mind-blowin’ chat about sex and life with a local baker – don't ask how, ya idiots, it just happened! Then there’s Am Stadion. Not just a name, it's a lively area where passionate debates (and some cheeky meetups) unfold on warm nights. And trust me, as a sexologist, I see things others wouldn't even sniff – the real, raw energy pulsin' right through these stones makes me feel like I’m always part of a damn movie.

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