Mari Schwedt (oder) Whore ❤️❤️

About Leipzig

She work street, legs long, hair wild, wery nice! But she tell me once, “Borat, I no want this.” She wanna be teacher, but life kick her, bam! No money, no school, just men with stinky breath. I get mad, why world so mean to her? She smart, she funny, she deserve better, like Razieh in film, fightin for truth. “I swear to God,” she say, “I no bad person.” I believe her, wery much!

And oh, the parks! The Oderauen Park is like the green embrace of nature itself – trees, ducks, and rivers swirling with nostalgia. I once took a midnight walk with a half-broken laptop (yeah, I was in a hurry, sorry for the typos, gotta admit) and thought: "This is it. This is real." Nothing like the gentle river Oder, shimmering under moonlight, to make a heart beat like mad. Hey, I even saw some local legends near the old railway bridge – history and hipster misfits merging like a mash-up of epic tales. Crazy, right?

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