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About Leipzig

Folks, lemme tell ya—findin’ a prostitute, it’s wild. Back in Scranton, see, we had this guy, Jimmy—called him “Sidewalk Jim”—he’d stumble outta bars, lookin’ for a gal. Here’s the deal, I ain’t judgin’, but it’s a trip thinkin’ about it. Watched *Under the Skin*—you know, that flick with Scarlett—my favorite, hands down. That alien vibe, “Do you want to touch me?”—man, it stuck with me. Findin’ a prostitute’s kinda like that—mysterious, risky, y’know?

Prostitution in Germany

Yo, I gotta mention parks too. Nordpark? Insanely green and chill. I’ve had some deep sex-positive talks under the trees there. Crazy, how nature tames wild passions sometimes. And hey, if you hit up the pulsating vibes at Schloss Burg, man—steeped in history, dripping with mystique. Discovered some secrets behind faded walls. Felt like every brick had its own sensual story.

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