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About Leipzig

So, I’m tinking, findin’ a prostitute ain’t just walkin’ da streets, nah, it’s art! Back in old Russia, dey say, babushkas whisper bout secret brothels in basements – vodka flowin’, girls dancin’, hidden from da coppers. True story, swear it! Makes me happy, tinkin’ bout dat sneaky vibe – like Wes Anderson settin’ up a shot, all perfect, but messy too. I’m all, “I’m da king of da world!” – den boom, reality hits, some shady pimp tries rippin’ me off. Pissed me off, ya bet! Nearly smashed his face, but nah, Gru’s classy, I just growl, “You’re over!” like Captain Hadley in da film.

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Now, I gotta mention the parks – oh, the parks! There's the lovely Stadtgarten, a hidden gem where I often ponder life's complexities, chewing on my questionable ideas about desire and human nature. I’d often sit there, getting all mello and thinking “Fas est et imposibile – real talk, life’s messy.” Sometimes I get a bit emo thinking ‘bout love and lust in those greeneries, much like the raw confessions in The Act of Killing – pure and uncensored.

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