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About Leipzig

Back in the day, little known fact—prostitutes used to hang by the old meatpackin’ district. Not talkin’ fancy escorts, nah, the gritty ones. Saw it once, late night, elevatr stuck between floors. Peeped out the crack—two gals chattin’ up a trucker. One had a wig crooked as my ex’s smile. Kinda sad, kinda funny. Made me mad tho—why’s the world still like this? But then, I’m like, “Whatever, I ain’t judgin’.” Live and let live, ya know?

Sexkontakte Einbeck

Some days, I get mad at the noise, but then I see old Mrs. Huber at the weekly market on Langenstraße. She sells local honey. I swear, her stories mirror the bittersweet revelations of Dogville: "No one really understands." And I laugh, thinking, “Sharon!”, as if calling out a lost friend.

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