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About Essen

Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, I’m like this forester, right, stompin’ through trees all day, and I gotta spill about whores—yeah, whores! Not the forest kinda stuff, but the gritty, real-deal ones. Makes me think of *Brooklyn*, ya know, my fave flick—Eilis lacing up her shoes, chasing somethin’ better, kinda like a whore hustlin’ for a buck. “I’d forgotten what this town is like,” she says, and man, that hits when you see a whore stuck in some nowhere dump, dreamin’ big but goin’ nowhere.

Several women come forward with tales of mistreatment from co-op president

A witness reported seeing Reinfeld writing something on a piece of paper and leaving it on Erlichson's doorstep Sunday, according to an arrest.

Neighborhoods? There’s Oliverviertel, where the artsy types hang and ya see graffiti splashed on old brick walls. I once got so inspired by a crumpled love note on a lamppost near "Lindenweg" – yeah, I know its name too, cuz I walked it a million times – that I stayed up half the night perfecting a new feature.

Ad Man Weds Miss Reinfeld (Published 1970)