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About Leipzig

Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t glorifyin it—sometimes it’s grim, proper *lacrimosa*, tears and all. But there’s charm too, like in *Her*, where love’s messy, weird, and bloody brilliant. Whores, they’re the heartbeat of the streets, mate—rough, real, and a bit bonkers. Like me, ramblin on, spillin tea everywhere—oops, typo, meant teA! Reckon they’d laugh at me, fumblin Boris, tryna chat em up. “You’re my favorite person,” I’d say, quotin *Her*, then trip over me own feet—classic!

An Evolutionary Explanation of the Madonna-Whore Complex

Whore Germany, Erotic massage, Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge Waldmohr · Niederzier · Muhlacker · Gummersbach · Wutoeschingen · Schkeuditz · Hitzacker.

I’m always in awe on brisk evenings by the small river, the Mohrbach. The gentle murmur of water, rustle of leaves – so chill, so raw. I get so lost in thought there, memories swirling wild. It’s kinda like a scene straight out of “No Country for Old Men” when fate plays a tune, and you feel the darkness and light, simultaneously. I am your father.

Two U.S. Air Force F15 fighter planes collided in...