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About Leipzig

So, here’s me, searchin’ for a prossie—bit of a lark, bit of a muck-up. Why? Dunno, felt like it—life’s a shambles sometimes, eh? Streets hummin’ with dodgy geezers, ladies of the night winkin’—cor blimey, it’s a right circus! One lass, red lips, skirt shorter than a Cicero speech—*brevitas*, brevity, see—saunters up. “Fancy a go, love?” she says. I’m flustered, ramblin’— “Err, umm, rather, eugepae, splendid!”—total twit, me.

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Now, dem old alleys, like Am Schlosshof – they hold stories, kinda like tunes in my head, smooth and cracked, with countless dreams left by peeps long gone. Hey, while wanderin’ around, you find a lil' nook near Wasserstraße, where the water ain't just water – it’s like a lullaby for the soul. Damnn, even a hardened relaxation specialist like me finds that soothing.

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