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About Leipzig

So, mate, lemme tell ya—findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Streets crawl with ‘em sometimes, eyes glintin’ like goblins. My precious coin, they wants it! Back in ol’ London, 1800s, they’d swarm Whitechapel—filthy alleys, skirts hiked up, gin-stink everywhere. Made me mad, it did—poor sods, half-starved, yet here I am, judgin’. Still, s’pose it’s better than fishin’ in the muck, eh?

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Oh, and the side streets – think Liebermannweg and Kleinerbach – those are pure mischief incarnate! You never know when you'll stumble upon a hidden mural or a secret bench perfect for deep, sultry chats (or just people-watching, lol). Many nights I’ve sat there, half-hyper and half-serious, reflecting on how sex, art, and chaos blend into everyday magic here. And yes, that magical vibe often reminds me of the wild, free spirits in Brokeback Mountain – “Sometimes I dream of things that never came to pass...” echoes in my head as I stroll these spirited pavements.

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