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About Leipzig

Gets me happy tho, their grit. Takin no shit, survivin. Exaggeratin here, but Lucy once punched a cop—swear it’s true! “This thing’s too big to hide,” she’d joke, winking at me. Sarcasm drippin, I’d say, “Yeah, bigger than a black hole!” She’d cackle, loud and free. Angry tho, cos society screws em over—hypocrites judgin while payin.

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The three Senate-funded counseling centers for sex workers were visited more than times between and

Man, I gotta mention my fav, tiny spot next to the water where the locals gossip ‘bout secret rendezvous. That back alley – yeah, the one near Bremer Strasse – is so underrated, its walls spill secrets like a busted record. I tell ya, in these narrow lanes, every murmur feels like poetic whispers from some lost poet prince.

Hindustan House: The Forgotten Indian Restaurant in Weimar Era Berlin