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About Leipzig

Favorite bit? She once conned a merchant—sold ‘im “magic pussy” for double. He came back, ragin’, but she just winked and vanished. Had me in stitches—pure gold! Still, gets me sad, too. “I want to live!” Solomon cried—prostitutes scream it silent-like, every damn day. Makes me wanna hug ‘em, or punch some lord’s face. Maybe both. Anyway, mate, they’re tough as hell—smarter than half the court, too. Next time I’m pissin’ drunk, I’ll toast to Liza. Cheers, ya filthy genius!

Whores' Glory

I'm loving the Ellrich vibe and I have prostitute flowing through me. I adore everything about you. Dirtytalk and Pornstar Experience (PSE) bring joy to my life.

I recally, i mean really, got mad ’cause some folks don't dig the vibe here. They think it’s too lo-fi. But I'm like, "nah, it's deep, it's raw, it's real." I burst out, "everything is temporary, EVERYTHING IS TEMPORARY!" and then, chill out—it's all part of Ellrich’s beat.

W. David Ellrich, Founder of Leading Forensic Accounting Firm, Retires