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Her eyes—Jesus, they cut deep. Seen em sparkle when she scored big, dim when she lost. Once, she told me bout this john, rich bastard, thought he’d own her. She robbed him blind, left him with a note: “Call it even.” Ballsy, right? I’m thinkin, “This chick’s a legend,” but also, “She’s gonna get me killed.”

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Taucha, an old university village in Saxony, bordering Leipzig, allows you to follow the footsteps of guys like Johann Sebestian Bach. Some of Taucha’s history isn’t so pretty (even though the .

Oh, did I mention the neighborhood, Rennbahn? It's filled with quirky shops, little cafes, even a gnarly antique store. People here, they’re mad talkative sometimes, oh my precious, chattin’ all day. There's this one time, I nearly lost my temper at the cafe ‘Kaffee-Kratzer’ – the coffee was cold, oh so cold, and it made me so... so maddened, yess, maddened like a storm in my head!

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