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About Leipzig

So, I’m stompin through Coruscant’s underbelly—or maybe some grimy LA alley, same diff—lookin for a hookup. Not the fancy escort types, nah, too polished, too fake. I want the raw deal, someone who’s seen shit, lived it. Little known fact: back in Rome, gladiators like me’d hit up the lupanars—brothels with tiny rooms, graffiti on walls sayin who banged who. History’s wild, man. Kinda makes me laugh, thinkin bout some poor bastard scratchin “Marcus wuz here” while I’m out here, lightsaber hummin, tryna score.

I totes love catching the sunrise near Heiligengeistfeld. I mean, come on, the colours just explode – almost like a scene out of Yi Yi: A One and a Two – “Time flies, emotions linger.” So poetic! Speaking of which, I once got super bummed when construction noise shut that peaceful moment down – so annoying, I was like, “Seriously? No capes, people!”

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