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I got mad tho—some jerks treat ‘em like trash. Ain’t fair! They’re humans, not old fish guts. Once saw a guy yell at one, and I wanted to bonk him with my violin bow. Grrr! But then, this other time, one smiled at me—big, toothy grin. Made me happy, like, “The world forgetting, by the world forgot.” She didn’t care who saw her, just kept smilin’. Surprised me, ‘cause I thought they’d all be grumpy.

The Birth of Salon Kitty, Wartime Berlin's Premier Brothel and Nazi Spy Trap

Kitty was given a straight forward choice by the Sicherheitsdienst’s counter intelligence officer Walter Schellenberg, to either work for the Nazis or face the concentration camp. Kitty made .

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.

In memoriam: Karl A. Schellenberg