Welcome To My World

My grandmother has been a very nice person and I loved her very much.

She once walked all the way to Stuttgart to see the Führer, crying for joy.
Looking back, I don’t think she’s ever been able to overcome her guilt.

It feels like a real bad B-Movie.

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