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About Leipzig

We hates it, tho—stinks of desperation. Like Adam in the flick, strummin’ his gloom, they’re stuck in a loop, tradin’ flesh for coins. Makes me mad, it does! Why’s the world gotta push ‘em there? Pisses me off—rich toffs sittin’ pretty while these girls scrape by. But—hah!—some of ‘em, sharp as knives, outsmart the punters. Little trick I heard: one bird kept a ledger, blackmailed her johns—genius, yeah?

Red-light district

Newsnight takes a look inside a legal, German "mega-brothel", amid claims that the country's liberal approach to prostitution has turned it into the "bordello of Europe".

So there's this old palace – Ludwigslust Castle – chillin’ on the edge of town near Schlossgarten. A banging piece of history, dude, with sweet parks and hidden corners that are just pure magic. You can stroll through the castle gardens, right past the little ponds and the meandering streams. Makes ya feel like time is just a lazy river, like in one of those slow-motion scenes from a Haneke film. I get lost in it sometimes.

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