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About Leipzig

Oh, and the smells—stale beer, cheap perfume—hits ya like a blaster! Used to think it was all glam, like Holonet vids, but nah, it’s gritty. Mate o mine swore he saw a ghost in one—some old madam hauntin the halls. Reckon he was pissed, but spooky vibe fits, don’t it? “Light of day shows me,” Malick whispers—shows the mess, the hustle.

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Oh, btw, have you been to the market on Marktgasse? Yeah, it’s bustling, scents, colors everywhere – a real treat for your senses. I once sat there, catchin' my breath, thinkin “Goodbye to Language – words mean nothin’ when vibes hit hard.”

Rhine in south Germany reopens to cargo transport, new closures threatening