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About Leipzig

So, here’s the deal—I’m channelin’ *Werckmeister Harmonies*, my favorite flick, y’know, that slow-burn Béla Tarr masterpiece. Dark, moody, Hungarian vibes—perfect for this. Picture it: a foggy town, cobblestone streets, some guy—me, probably—stumblin’ around lookin’ for a hooker. “The prince is coming!”—that’s a line from the movie, right? Except here, the prince ain’t no metaphor, it’s me hopin’ for a miracle! I’m lost, confused, probly mutterin’ to myself, “This is insane, why am I here?!” Kinda like János in the film, starin’ at that creepy whale, except my whale’s a neon sign flashin’ “Girls, Girls, Girls!”

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Da ich jede Menge Spaß am Sex habe und sehr offen bin, bin ich sehr neugierig auf dich. Ich mag Massagen, Schmusen, Verkehr, Französisch, Sauna, Whirlpool und Körperbesamung. Liebe.

Yo, listen up... Barsbüttel, man, it's wild. I'm a sexologist here—yeah, it's my jam—and this city? It grooves like none other. Stroll down Am Garenmarkt. (Pauses.) This street, it's almost magical. I mean, damn, every cobble whispers secrets. You get it?