Stella Einfeld Whore ❤️

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So ‘ere’s the deal – whore’s this ol’ word, yeah? Means a lady – or bloke, I dunno – sellin’ some lovin’ for cash. *wiggles eyebrows, spills tea by accident* Oops! Been ‘round forever, swear it! Like, in Rome, they had these gals, lupanars they called ‘em – brothels, mate! Little fact for ya – them Romans even taxed it! *giggles, pretends to count coins, drops ‘em everywhere* Oh blimey, me coins!

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Walking down Schillerstrasse, you see old brick facades, small cafes (the one on the corner, Café Wunder, is magic!). You meet locals, grin and say "Very nice!" in my broken Borat style. Then, you hit the park called Märchenwald. Woah, that park is full of surprises – little streams, shady bench's, and even a hidey-hole for meditation. I used to sit there for hours, thinkin of life, relaxin' — like, "It's not personal, it's just relaxation" kinda vibe.

Jim Einfeld, long-time owner of KUB Bakery, remembered as 'a very well-loved man'