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About Leipzig

Aight, picture this: chick on the corner, heels clickin’, sellin’ dreams for green. She’s a ghost, fam, a shadow dancin’ in neon. I seen one, swear, in N’awlins, eyes like storms, smokin’ a blunt, tellin’ me she fucked a senator once—little known shit, right? Blew my mind, I was like, “Damn, girl, you a legend!” Made me happy, real talk, ‘cause she owned it, no shame. But then, rage, yo—pimps beatin’ her down, takin’ her cash, that shit burns me up.

Madame Brussells Tour

Now, hast thou a penchant for green? Thou must tarry in the Weissensee Park. Even the birds there chirp in rhythm with mine own heart, and soft green meadows fill thy view to infinity. I have oft sat there, contemplating life, love and all that jumbles the mind, and let me tell thee—a bit of rselection for pondering mixes with hearty guffaws is worth more than gold.

St. Charles County Prosecuting Attorney Tim Lohmar announces retirement