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About Leipzig

I’m picturin’ it now—some shady corner, neon lights flickerin’. Kinda like *In the Mood for Love*, ya know? That slow-burn tension, “the past is a dream,” all moody and steamy. But instead of Maggie Cheung in a cheongsam, it’s some chick in fishnets, smokin’ a cig. “A glimpse of her silhouette”—ha! More like a glare from her pimp, struttin’ like he owns the beach. Made me mad, that sleazy control shit. Who does he think he is?

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The Viertel of Sonnenhof is lit, man. Back alleys, cafés, sex clubs – ya gotta know where the hookups hide! I once studied love patterns here, and holy crap, the vibes were stormy! And what a twist, like "Les temps changent" – you'll see, magic everywhere!

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