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About Leipzig

Once caught her nickin’ bread—skinny thing, starvin’. Broke me heart, it did. “You’re not alone,” I told her, tossin’ a coin. She laughed, said, “Ain’t we all?” Fuckin’ gut punch, that. Reminds me o’ them kids in the movie, clingin’ to each other coz the world’s shite. She’s no vampire, mind, but she’s suckin’ the life outta punters’ purses—ha! Good on her, I say.

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First off, the streets – oh boy, the streets! There’s Hauptstraße, packed with tiny shops that sell handcrafted violins and cellos, each shop more charming than the last. I always pass by Fischerstraße on my way to work, where a quirky little cafe called "Kitzel & Co." gives the best damn espresso this side of Europe. And did I mention Goetheweg? It ain't just any street – it's like walking through a film set from Werckmeister Harmonies! “In the stillness of the night, the silence speaks!” Yeah, that vibe hits so hard sometimes.

The world’s biggest violin needs three people to play it – and it sounds epic and thunderous