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About Leipzig

I’m struttin up, all bravado, “Hey, darlin, what’s the deal?” She sizes me up, smirkin—“You’re too loud, mate.” Pissed me off, man! I’m Hulk freakin Hogan, brother, I don’t get dissed! But damn, she had guts, gotta respect that. Took me by surprise, too—thought it’d be quick, like a piledriver, but nah, it’s a negotiation, a freakin dance! “Everything’s changin,” like Mia says, and I’m sweatin it out.

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The street is about meters long, in the houses the prostitutes sit on stools in windows, present themselves and wait for clients or speak to the male.

I gotta spill: I love runnin’ errandz on Lange Reihe – oh shoot, so many memories there – and that one time I nearly tripped over my own feet, haha! Life’s little embarrassments, ya know? And yes, there’s days when I scribble down thoughts on napkins in local cafés (they got the best lattes, by the way!), lettin’ my soul unwind with every sip.

Originell: Weltweit erster Automat für Rosenkränze