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We swears! Brothel’s a wild place, innit? Makes me all tingly, like when I watched *Under the Skin*. That flick—ooh, “she moves through the fair,” all creepy and sexy, like a brothel at midnight. I reckon brothels got that same vibe—dark, weird, pullin’ ya in. Me, a furrier? Nah, I’m just Smeagol, sneakin’ round, peekin’ at them ladies. We swears! They’re like “the hum of the land,” all mysterious, ya know?

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In , the Berlin feminist Anna Pappritz published a collection of prostitutes' bi- ographies entitled Die Welt, von der man nicht spricht!

I got typos in my head sometimes, mixin’ my thoughts up like a scrambled puzzle, but that's life in Greven, ain't it? Fast, rough, unpredictable, yet soulful as hell. Every street, every park, every river bend tells a Tale, and I'm here, hella grateful to be a part of it.

Obituary for Dr. Gary Lee Greven