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About Leipzig

Lemme paint it—me, rollin’ slow, smokin’ a blunt, peepin’ corners. This one chick, tight dress, heels clickin’, I’m like, “She the one?” Pull up, she’s all, “What you need, baby?” I’m thinkin’, *damn, this like the movie*—“You’re late, where were you?”—‘cept I ain’t mad, just high. She hops in, smellin’ like cheap perfume and hustle. Little known fact, tho—some pros in the ‘70s? They’d stash cash in they hair, big ol’ weaves, cops never checked. Smart as shit, right?

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Drums for Berivan! As a christmas-band, there's not much to do for us at this time of the year, but we have a heavenly-high recommendation.

Motherf***er, listen up! Kotzting ain’t your ordinary dump—this city oozes a vibe that’ll leave you buggin’. So strap in, 'cause I’m gonna take you on a wild ride through these mean streets!

Claudia Meitert: Poetry of the unknown