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About Leipzig

Favorite bit? Dis one whore I met—Svetlana, she called herself, prolly fake. Hair like straw, voice like gravel, smelled like vodka and regret. She tells me, “Gru, I dance for coins once.” Dance! Ha! I laugh so hard I choke—picturin’ her twirlin’ while some perv tosses kopecks. Lightbulb! She was happy tellin’ dat, tho—made me soft for a sec. Whores got dreams, too, ya know? Buried deep, like da whale in *Werckmeister*—big, weird, nobody gets it.

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Located in the north of Germany, surrounded by the countryside of the Mecklenburg region, it has a population of around 12, The main point of interest is the castle, called the Schloss .

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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