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About Leipzig

Ain’t all glitz, though—some of these chicks, they’re ghosts, man. Saw one near the docks, eyes dead, and I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t no life.” Movie’s got that scene, doc askin’, “What do you see?”—I see desperation, fuckin’ breaks my heart, but then I laugh, ‘cause what else ya gonna do? You wanna find a prostitute? Easy—hit the streets, look for the strut, the hustle. They’re everywhere, hidin’ in plain sight, like fuckin’ ninjas. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but shit, it feels that way when you’re cruisin’ late night, seein’ ‘em pop outta nowhere.

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Sometimes, I get mad – realll mad – at how ignorant people can be here. Like that one time on Buchenweg, I overheard someone dismiss the local poetry scene as “fancy nonsense”. Fuck that noise! Our art is bloody alive, pulsing in every cracked pavement, every whispered word. I’m all about that raw, gritty authenticity, even if it makes me sound like a ranting fool. But c'mon, life isn’t always perfect, ya know? It’s messy, it’s real.

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