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About Leipzig

Arr matey, so I’m a detective now, eh? Slurrin’ me way through the streets, lookin’ to *find a prostitute*—not fer the usual pirate shenanigans, mind ye, but to crack a case, savvy? Picture this, me boots clackin’ on cobblestone, fog thick as rum-soaked breath, and I’m thinkin’ of *The Grand Budapest Hotel*—that fancy-pants flick I love. “The plot thickens, as the soup does,” like Monsieur Gustave’d say, and I’m chasin’ shadows to *find a prostitute* who’s got secrets deeper than Davy Jones’ locker.

Lured to Germany under false pretences

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You knows, sometimes I get mad, oh yes, when the council builds another flashy store on Marktstraße, ruinss the soul of old Quierschied, yesss—like a Leviathan roaring, "I can't be saved!" That anger bleeds into my days, but then, I calm, nah, like tides receding. Emotions, sly and cunning, they are, mmm, twisting, taming, and sometimes, just sometimes, I laugh my head off at the absurdity.

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