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About Leipzig

Once saw this gal’s ad—photo blurry, fishy-like! Thought, “Is she real, or trap, precious?” Hiss! Checked her X—posts dodgy, links dead. Nearly got scammed, I did—angry as a shark, me! But then—happy twist! Mate told me ‘bout “red light lore”—old Amsterdam yarn. Said prossies there whistle at punters, secret code! Blew me mind, it did—whistlin’ hookers, who knew?!

Brothel in Meinersen

Now, my personal fave spot? Gotta be the small park on Lenzstraße. Man oh man – trees, benches, a peaceful pond. I used to share a quiet moment here after work. Relaxed, like when Riley finally learned that all emotions – Joy, Sadness, anger too – work together. "C’mon, let’s all get this party started!” is what I’d say sometimes, feelin’ that spark of hope.

An endless domino effect