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About Leipzig

Ever been? Nah – don’t answer. I ain’t judgin’. But I’m *curious*. These places – they’re loud. Smoky. Smell like cheap perfume. And desperation. Got mad vibes once – visited one. For research! Swear it. Lady at the door – tough as nails. She goes, “Whaddya want, creep?” I’m like – “Just lookin’!” She didn’t buy it. Pissed me off – but fair. I’d stare too. If I were her.

Lured to Germany under false pretences

Sep 17,  · In , the Nazis decided that forced laborers in concentration camps would work harder if they were promised sex -- so they made female prisoners work in brothels for .

Every damn day you step on Am Weiher strret, you feel the pulse of our city. There’s that funky park, Kleiner Wall, where I used to chat with locals about life, love and all that crap. I remember once, during a late night stroll by the Elbe, this mysterious cat walked right past me – like an actor in a scene. I got so mad I shouted “HERE’S JOHNNY!” just like in the flick – insane, right?

The Untold Story