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Oi mate, brothel’s a madhouse innit! Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – fuckin’ wild scenes, yeah? Them girls, they’re like gleaners, pickin’ through life’s scraps. Watched “The Gleaners and I”, fuckin’ loved it – Agnes Varda, genius! Them brothel birds, they’re gleanin’ too, y’know? Scrapin’ by, makin’ ends meet. Saw this one joint, right, tucked behind a chippy – dodgy as hell! Lads stumblin’ out, pissed, laughin’ – fuckin’ chaos!

Untangling Fact and Fiction in the Story of a Nazi-Era Brothel

Besides reactive intelligence reports like those he provided concerning Hess, Schellenberg arranged numerous plots of subterfuge and intelligence gathering, including the bugging of .

Finally, I finish the cleaver, and the chef is stoked. He tips me way more than I expected. I’m feelin’ like a million bucks! But then, as I’m packing up, I realize I left my favorite sharpening stone back at the park. Ugh! I sprint back, dodging puddles like I’m in the Olympics.

Herbert Lee Schellenberg