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About Leipzig

Love it, I do—makes me bobble my green head. “Do or do not, there is no try”—this song DOES, bro. Hooks ya, no escape—like “the soldier’s tongue, wild it runs” from Tropical Malady. Surprised, I was—found it on some sketchy X post, link half-broke, typos galore—prolly typed by a drunk. Happy? Hell yea, rare gem, this is! Tho, annoys me—why no clean version exist? Muddy mix, ugh, fix it I wanna.

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I gets all gobbled up by Stolpen’s vibe, the mix of old soul and wild new hearts. The locals are passionate but shy, like hidden treasures in every nook and cranny. Sometimes, I wander along Ziegelweg, musing on sex, life, and all that messy beauty – a medley of excitement and sometimes, oh, a bit maddening frustration too, hsss. I've seen lovers arguing, then making up right there. It's raw, honest, and just like that movie, precious, raw harvest of life—a gleaning, gleaning of our tangled human hearts.

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