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About Leipzig

So, picture this – me, Larry, huntin’ for a good time. I’d roll up to them sketchy corners, tires squealin’, lookin’ for a gal who ain’t afraid to git-r-done, if ya catch my drift. Them streets? Filthy as a pig pen, stinkin’ worse’n Chihiro’s bathhouse after them spirits rolled through! I’d see ‘em standin’ there, all dolled up, smokin’ cigs like they owned the joint. Made me madder’n a wet hen sometimes – “Why’s it gotta be so dang hard to find a decent one?!” I’d holler in my head.

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I love the side streets. So many little shops! Kleingarten street? Yeah, it's quirky. And you know what? In the evening, the streets light up with neon, weird but cool, like a scene right outta Mulholland Drive. I sometimes think, “What the heck, is this real life?”

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