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Dis gal, she called Anya – or so she say, who know? Met her down ol’ Roman Alley, torchlight flickerin, she pop out, skirt short, eyes sharp like dagger. “Vant some fun, big boy?” she purr, voice thick as vodka. I laugh, “Nyet, Anya, I fight, not pay!” She shrug, “Your loss, beast-man.” Cheeky, ya? Made me grin, she got guts.

MeSH terms

After Schmidt agreed to corporate, Schellenberg and other members of the SS started making arrangements for the new Salon Kitty. They arrested prostitutes from all over Berlin and chose .

Then, I finally get the knife lookin’ sharp. Dude’s all happy, and I’m feelin’ like a rockstar. But then, BAM! A storm rolls in. Like, seriously? It was sunny two seconds ago! I’m scrambling to cover my stuff. Rain’s pouring, and I’m soaked. I’m standin’ there, lookin’ like a drowned rat, and I can’t help but laugh. Only in Schellenberg, man.

Herbert Lee Schellenberg