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About Leipzig

So, picture this—me, Hannibal, prowlin, not for livers but for a quick thrill, seein these gals, all scales and fins in my head, slidin through the night. Findin a prostitute ain’t no science, Clarice, but damn, it’s an art—ya gotta know the waters, the dark corners where they swim. Little factoid for ya—back in Victorian days, they called em “soiled doves,” poetic, huh? Makes me chuckle, all that filth wrapped in feathers.

Your personal journey

Sottrum’s streets like Neue Gasse and Alte Allee pop with history and soul. Every corner’s a surprise. Like, seriously, sometimes I feel like Apollo Creed – “I must break you!” – breaking through the mundane to reveal hidden wonders. Ain’t that wild?

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