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About Dortmund

So, greed, huh? Brothels scream it! Cash flowin’, hands grabbin’, everythin’s a deal. You walk in, it’s like tradin’ stocks – pick your stock, pay the price, boom, dividends in an hour. Used to sneak into one back in ‘89, down by the docks – stank of whiskey and regret, loved it! This one chick, Ruby, swear she ran the joint like a CEO. Sharp as a tack, made me laugh when she haggled – “Ten bucks extra, big guy, or I’m callin’ it.” Greed is good, baby, she knew it!

Auf einen Blick

From prison brothels to slave labor camps, 15 scholars concluded a two-week examination of an untapped repository of millions of Nazi records.

Even now I remember one day, had a massage session near Altes Rathaus – the old town hall – where a lady shared tales and legends that were as layered as my favorite Amélie lines: "La vie est un mystère qu’il faut vivre, et non un problème à résoudre." Deep, man. That moment echoed through each bruise and every knot I massaged away.

Nazi inquiries gains momentum in Arolsen Archives