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About Leipzig

She’s got sass, man, eyes sharp as a hawk. I’m thinkin’, “This chick’s a survivor.” Reminds me of Sortilège from the movie—mysterious, knows shit nobody else does. “You lookin’ for a good time, pops?” she says, smirkin’. I laugh—pops? Me? Morgan goddamn Freeman? But I roll with it, happy as hell she ain’t skittish. Surprised me too—thought she’d bolt like a deer.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Strollin’ down Hauptstraße – oh man, it’s a long stretch, so many bits of old brick and paint, a few shops so neat they almost whisper secrets. Rarrgh! And then there’s Pappelweg, where I had my first session under a gigantically old oak. I remember a couple arguing about their messy lives, and that tree was more supportive than their therapist, rarrgh!

Marlene Bar – Intercontinental Hotel BRUMANN