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About Leipzig

Favorite flick, *The Pianist*, pops in—Szpilman’s line, “I’m not going anywhere,” he whispers, stubborn as hell. Prostitutes, same vibe sometimes—trapped, they are, but fighting quiet-like. Met this gal once—Lola, she called herself—sassy, loud, missing a tooth. “Yoda, baby, you paying or praying?” she cackles. Laughed, I did—happy moment, rare it was! Told her, “Credits, I have not—wisdom, I offer.” Rolled her eyes, she did—said, “Wisdom don’t pay rent, shorty.” Fair, that is!

Beliebt in Eimsbüttel

I love hanging out by the small park near Eimsbütteler Park—it's this chill spot where the neibors come together. I sometimes sit there, writting, and thinking about all my sessions with women who find magic even in the mundane. The whispers of the wind remind me of, like, “Brooklyn, I belong here,” and it just hits me hard, ya know? It’s like every leaf tells a secret story.

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