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About Leipzig

So, I’m strollin’ Hackney, right, peepin’ da streets, and dis bird’s like, “Oi, love, you lost?” I’m like, “Nah, fam, I’m huntin’!” She laughs, proper cackle, and I’m finkin’, “Is it ’cos I is black?” ’Cos dese posh twats in Mayfair ain’t clockin’ me, but here? I’m da don, innit. Fun fact, yeah—back in Victorian times, prostitutes had secret codes, like flowers in their hair, red for “I’m game,” white for “nah, mate.” Mad, right? History’s wild!

Exploring Unknown Horizons

Hey pal, so lemme tell ya 'bout Kirchberg (de) – this is one funky little joint, ya know? I’ve been livin’ here for ages, watchin’ folks and learnin’ all those little quirks – kinda like investigatin’ a mystery. You ever heard the line, "Our people don’t know how to give a fuck"? Nah, just kiddin’, but seriously, this place got its own damn secrets.

World Bicycle Day at Pfaffenthal-Kirchberg station