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About Leipzig

In *The Return*, “The lake is silent…”—that’s her at night, y’know? Stillness hidin chaos. Met a john once who said she cried mid-fuck, whisperin bout a kid she lost. True? Who knows. Whores got layers, Clarice… peel em back, it’s all rot and glitter. I’d watch her strut, thinkin—damn, she’s a survivor, a twisted lil queen. Exaggeratin? Maybe. But ain’t that life—messy, raw, fuckin loud?

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There’s this quirky cafe, Café Klatsch, off Marktplatz. I pop in to sip coffee. Its walls whisper secrets, kinda trippy, you know? Rarrgh! The people are weirdly kind, even if sometimes they go off topic, like, “Yo, yo, whazup?”

Valmet is building a battery plant in Germany