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About Hamburg

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any word – no. It’s got *teeth*. Sinks into ya – like a bone saw. I’m sittin’ here. Thinkin’. About Sarah Polley – yeah, *Stories We Tell*. That flick? Messes with your head – in a good way. “We’re all just makin’ it up,” she says. And *whore*? Same deal. People sling it around – like it’s nothin’. But it’s heavy – carries baggage. Old as dirt, too. Goes back to Old English – “hōre”. Meant a harlot – a lady of the night. Ain’t that a kicker? Word’s been struttin’ since 1100 – still kickin’!

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In a small swingers club in Fröndenberg, Susanne and Uschi invited 22 men to a gang bang party without taboos.

Oh dear, where was I? Ah yes, the nightlife! Down by Lichterweg, pubs burst with laughter and clamor—total pandemonium in the best sense. Chaos? Maybe. But liveliness? Absolutely!

Unrepentant Nazi Heinrich Boere dies at 92 in prison hospital in Froendenberg