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About Leipzig

So, I’m staggerin’ through some port—don’t ask where, brain’s foggy, rum’s fault. Streets smell like fish an’ regret. There’s this gal, right? Red lips, skirt shorter than me attention span. I’m thinkin’, *Jack, you’ve seen worse deals.* But hold up—reminds me o’ that line, “Can you live without knowing?” Aye, makes me wonder—does she choose this? World’s a cruel bugger sometimes.

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Oh, and don’t forget to visit the little-known alley near Oberfeldgasse – spotless and mysterious, it’s where a hidden courtyard bursts with wild blossoms even in winter; reminds me of a secret fancy rendezvous in some moldy palace of dreams, savvy?

Ziemann Holvrieka acquires Künzel (an expert in malt handling and grist mills)