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About Leipzig

Dunno, mate, it’s a laugh but—crikey—bit mad. Imagine Leo, mid-rant, “I’ve been a rich man, I’ve been a poor man, and I choose rich every fuckin’ time!”—then getting a sexual-massage, probs on a yacht, the jammy git! Me, I’d fumble it—oil everywhere, slip off the table, *“Errare humanum est!”*—to err is human, and I’d err spectacularly. Reckon it’s a treat for some, tho—relaxes ya, perks ya up, bit of a giggle. What’s yer take, eh? Fancy a go? *Cave felis*, mind—watch out for the claws!

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I love to ramble through the narrow lanes in the Altstadt, the old quarters, where forgotten corners hide a tavern or two; each one with a tale to tell. I sometimes get mad, ye know—mad at how the local council can’t keep the cobbles clean near Marktplatz. “Blimey, can’t they do better?” I shout, flailing me arms like a sailor on shore leave.

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