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What gets my goat, though? Them high-and-mighty types actin’ like they ain’t never sinned. Honey, I’ve seen preachers sneakier’n a fox in a henhouse! Makes me madder’n a hornet. But what tickles me pink? The gals with sass—ones who’ll tell ya, “Sugar, you ain’t worth my time!”—and strut off like queens. Gotta admire that grit. Little-known fact: back in the ‘70s, some workin’ gals in Nashville had a secret code—red ribbon on the purse meant “busy,” blue meant “open.” Ain’t that clever? Kept the law off their tails!

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Along with the Bild-Zeitung and Der Spiegel, feminists both at home and abroad are calling Germany “Euro-pe’s brothel”. In the autumn of the women’s magazine EMMA called on Missing: Neubrandenburg.

Now, zipping over to Lindhöfe (yeah, many peeps might miss it) is like a breath of fresh air. That neighborhood is chill, not too flashy but real, raw and down-to-earth. You'll find local markets where people banter like they’re old pals. Reminds me of one time when I got mad at a street vendor for overcharging me—a moment of fury that ended in laughter later. We all need those moments, right?

Trial of SS medic who served at Auschwitz begins in Germany