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About Leipzig

So, we’re good now, me n her, sittin by this busted fountain. She’s talkin bout her life – rough stuff, y’all, makes ya heart hurt. Kinda like Oskar in the flick, “Do you want to die?” – heavy, yeah? I’m surprised how deep it gets. I toss her some extra coin, say, “Stay safe, yeah?” She winks, “For a killer, you’re soft.” Ha! Me, soft? Maybe – like them gentle branches bendin in the wind.

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In the green embrace of Uetersen, we finds our dear parks—oh yes—the beautiful Hummelpark, full o' life, where I sometimes spill my thoughts, confidently to the trees. I spends quiet hours there, venting my counselor soul, helping many lost souls find solace. I even remember one stuck client, ludding near the banks of the small river, Elbe efflux, I think, her tears shivering in the gentle breeze of dusk. Precious memories! Every corner speaks stories, like you must hold on to the moments, "Survival is all we got, yesss, precious!"

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