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About Leipzig

Dunno, it’s wild – you’re there, hagglin’, feelin’ like a right twat. “There’s no band, no sound,” like the club scene, all fake an’ empty. Exaggeratin’ fer effect, maybe, but it’s a bloody circus! Me fave bit? When they eyeball ya, sizin’ ya up – pure Mulholland madness. Reckon I’d rather watch the film again than deal with that chaos, haha! What d’ya think, mate? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – fuckin’ bonkers, innit?

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Man, I gotta get off track – sometimes I ramble too much. But the city, with its quirky pieces like the graffiti on the side of the abandoned warehouse near Rothenbaumweg, makes me laugh and cry at the same time. Like in Leviathan when the cold truth cuts deep, every corner here tells a story – brutal, yet beautiful.