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About Leipzig

So, findin’ a prossie, right? Ain’t just ‘bout coins clinkin’. Nah, it’s a dance, a game! Ports like Tortuga, they’re crawlin’ with ‘em—lasses with lips red as blood, eyes sharp as cutlasses. Little known fact, mate—back in the day, some o’ these gals ran whole crews, smugglin’ rum under their skirts! True story, swear on me compass! Got me laughin’—imagine that, a prossie captain, orderin’ me ‘round! “You wanna die?” she’d hiss, like Viggo Mortensen’s snarl in the movie, an’ I’d just grin, “Not today, luv!”

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I must confess, my heart races with each erratic step down these streets. When I stroll along Petersbrücker, memories of long nights share passion and secret trysts, each step accompanied by the soulful hum of the city. Boy, it’s like being in a dream, a world spun chaotic yet mesmerizing, urging me "Don't let me down!" as it swirls around me.

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