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About Leipzig

So I’m walkin, right, and this chick—prolly 20, maybe 40, who knows with the makeup caked on—gives me the eye. I’m like, “Honey, I ain’t buyin what you’re sellin less I know the deal.” She smirks, all sassy, and I’m thinkin, *damn, this is some real-life cinema*. Godard’s voice in my head: “The image is a prison.” Ain’t that the truth? She’s trapped, I’m trapped, we’re all stuck starin at each other like idiots. I ask her name—Crystal, she says. Yeah, sure, “Crystal”—prolly Susan from Ohio, but whatever, I roll with it.

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Gochsheim's got these epic parts, like the small square near Rathausplatz where real talk and hugs mix so hard you almost forget the world's mad crazy. And oh man, I gotta vent about one time: messin' up directions near the river Main, yeah, that river cuts through town—so serene and raw. I got mad lost, but then found spunk in scribbling love advice on a random wall. YOLO, so I said, "fuck it!"

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