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About Leipzig

But ugh, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume, regret—makes me gag thinkin’ about it. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares! Picture this: a whore leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, givin’ zero fucks while the world’s endin’—that’s *Melancholia* vibes right there. “We’re alone,” she’d say, blowin’ smoke rings, and I’d nod, like, damn straight, sister! Great Scott, they’re survivors—screwed over, sure, but still kickin’. You ever think ‘bout that? Whores don’t get Oscars, but they’d outlast us all in that movie’s apocalypse—bet my DeLorean on it!

The Uninvited: Snapshots From Hyena Square

Uwanja wa Fisi was revered to be a home to ‘reduced-price sex workers’ who would only prefer beer or a meal as payment for their service. Those were the days when the then regional .

Okay, first, there's the Altstadt – that old town center. You’ve got streets like Große Straße, all lined with little shops and cafes that make you wanna pause and smell the coffee. I mean, where else do you see a dog wearing a tiny sweater? It’s crazy...pretty, pretty good.

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