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About Leipzig

Brother, lemme tell ya bout whores! Whores, man, they’re wild, unpredictable—like wrestlin’ a greased pig! Watched “Tabu” again last night, that flick’s my jam, and it got me thinkin’. That line, “The past is a ghost,” hits hard—whores carry that vibe, y’know? Livin’ loud, no regrets, just raw energy. Saw this chick once, downtown, struttin’ like she owned the ring—red heels, attitude for days. Brother, she was a champ, workin’ the streets like I worked the squared circle!

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The seventh of eight children of German immigrants, Charles Malchow left the University of Minnesota’s prep school at age fifteen to help support his widowed and disabled mother. At age.

Man, oh man, don’t even get me started on the street art ‘round Eichenweg. Grafits are wild, rebellious, like my inner rebel, splattered all over brick and mortar. Crazy stuff… like damn, why so extra? Sometimes I laugh too hard, ‘cuz life’s just absurd, right? I literally almost choked on my brew. Heh, been there.

Barbara Malchow