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About Leipzig

So, check it—I’m imaginin’ this dude, right? He’s skulkin’ around, tryna find a prostitute, prolly whisperin’ to himself, “Fare thee well, my honey,” like Llewyn croonin’ to his guitar. And me, I’m like, DUH, it ain’t that deep, bro! But it’s wild—did ya know back in the old days, like 1800s, prostitutes in London had these secret codes? They’d flash a hanky a certain way to signal they’re “open for biz.” Sneaky, right? Makes me giggle thinkin’ bout it—like, “Ooooh, fancy hanky dance!”

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"Overcoming adversity" is admirable, but the problem is the "adversity" you're overcoming is intentionally implemented by the people you're.

There's this cute little street called Hauptstrasse. Its cafés are booming with gossip and good vibes. I often take a stroll there, feeling like I'm in a scene from “12 Years a Slave” – "I am that slave" kind of spirit, full of struggle and triumph, y'know? Even though it sounds crazy, each step feels like an epic journey.

William ‘Bill’ Wirges