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About Leipzig

Oi, you donkey! Findin’ a prostitute? What a bloody mess! I’m sittin’ here, Webcam biz king, and you’re askin’ me this? Idiot sandwich! Look, I’ve seen it all, mate—grubby streets, dodgy corners, all that filth. Reminds me of *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*, y’know, Spielberg’s gem. That kid, David, searchin’ for love in a fucked-up world. “I am. I was!” he’d say—ha! Same vibe, prostitutes out there, lost souls, chasin’ somethin’ they can’t grab. Breaks my heart, then pisses me off!

Within these walls: inside the legal brothels of Bangladesh

The little riverside, near Bahnhofstrasse, is one cool spot. I spent hours there, my mind a whirlwind of psychologist thoughts and Bond smirk vibes. The water's slightly murky sometimes, but hey, beauty is in the bizarre details, don't ya think? I got mad at times too – like when the local council overgrew flower beds near the river, but then a sweet old lady reminded me, "life's too short, amigo." Ugh, sweet irony!

Sharing street space for a safer Bohmte