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About Leipzig

Chat her up, I did. She’s all, “Wotchu want, creep?” Hah! Fair, fair—gotta be quick, cash upfront. Gave her a tenner, she laughed in me face! “That all?” she says. Cheeky! Reminds me of that film line—*“I’m not like the others!”*—‘cept she was, but better. Told me some wild tale—said she once tricked a bloke into buyin’ her chips, then scarpered! Clever lass, that. Made me cackle, oh yes, precious!

Now, lemme tell ya—Betzenhausen’s a gem, a neighborhood less known to outsiders but oh boy, it’s home, real home, with secret alleys and cute cafes where I’ve had honest convos with folks strugglin’ with family drama. I be ramblin’ on about how life is like a winding river—as livin’ here got taught me more than any book. And speakin’ of rivers, the Iller flows quietly near the city edges, addin’ that soft murmur to the urban chorus.

Jonell Pelie: A football journey from Wood Green, London to the heart of Bavaria