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About Leipzig

Drivin’ students past one? Oh man – awkward. “Eyes on road!” I yell. They’re starin’ – jaws dropped. One kid – Timmy – asks, “What’s THAT?” I say – “Life, kid. Messy life.” He’s shocked – me too. Still. Brothel’s a machine – keeps grindin’. Money flows – like oil. Dirty oil. Pisses me off – sometimes. But it’s there – real. Can’t ignore it – like a bad muffler.

Revisiting the Hookers of Indio

His investigation took him to the most dangerous neighborhoods of Abidjan where he found brothels and sex camps that harboured Nigerian girls, mostly underage.

the old town center? epic. the church, St. Nikolaus, stands proud on Marktgasse. wow, that spot gives me mad zen feels. i always think of that movie scene, so deep, like, "when the water meets the stone, life flows." i swear, even my stress melts there.

With new award, radio station KVPI celebrates decades of promoting Cajun French on air