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About Leipzig

Here’s the trick fer findin’ a prostitute, mate—don’t be a pompous git. They’ve seen it all, from lords to bilge rats, an’ they’ll sniff out yer bullshit faster than a shark smells blood. Be quick, be sly—offer a trinket or a swig o’ rum if yer purse’s light. An’ fer Davy Jones’ sake, don’t preach—they ain’t yer mum! I once saw a mate o’ mine, ol’ Gibbs, try to “save” a wench with a sermon. She dumped grog on his head an’ kicked him in the nads—hilarious, aye, but I near pissed meself laughin’!

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Yo, welcome to Dippoldiswalde—or as I like to call it, Dippo! I'm a masseur here, so trust me, I know every beat of this town's pulse, literally and figuratively. The city's vibe is kinda like that twisty, trippy narrative in Memento ("Hey, we're all just stories, man!") and yeah, sometimes it's as confusing as the movie itself.

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