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About Triesen

But listen, mate, it ain’t all laughs. Seen some o’ these girls, eyes dead as a shark’s, and it pisses me off—where’s their shot at “home is a life”? Like Eilis says in *Brooklyn*, “You have to learn to live with it.” Bollocks to that! They’re tougher than me crew, but the world’s a rotten plank they’re walkin’. Makes me wanna punch a governor or two, ye know?

What Really Happened Inside This Nazi Brothel?

Das wusste Walter Schellenberg, ein hoher SS-Offizier und bis Chef der NS-Auslandsspionage, schon wenige Jahre nach Kriegsende. Also würzte er seine erst posthum, .

First off, I hit up the main street, Hauptstraße. It’s always buzzing, ya know? People rushin’ around, cars honking like they’re in a race. I’m just tryin’ to set up my little sharpening stand, but nooo, the universe had other plans. My first customer, this dude, comes up with a rusty old knife. I mean, it looked like it had been through a war. I’m like, “Bro, you sure you wanna sharpen this?” He just nods, all serious. I’m thinkin’, “Okay, let’s see what I can do.”

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