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About Leipzig

Dunno, mate, it’s messy – sex for coin, love for nothin’. “There’s no place for me,” I mutter, thinkin’ of them lonely souls, fuckin’ for a livin’. Happy? Sometimes, when cash flows, they grin. Angry? When some twat gets rough. Me? I’d bite ‘em, yesss, leave ‘em bleedin’! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture this – Gollum as an escort, all scrawny and hissin’, “My precioussss, fifty quid!” Laughin’ yet?

I stroll past the "Altstadt" nearly every morning. My parlor's right off "Hauptstraße," you know, where all the action jams together. The locals talk in short bursts, like "pretty, pretty good," but sometimes, I mean seriously—you're living this movie, ya know? And bloody hell, it reminds me of that line from "4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days" when everything's just relentless and gritty.