One hundred lean, abject, starving men & women filed slowly into Berlin's City Hall one day last week. Most were led by lean, abject dogs. All were blind. Round, well-fed policemen who twirl their clubs freely on most intruders turned their heads away, did no pate-thwacking. The men & women shuffled toward the room where the Municipal Council was meeting, waited outside its closed door. Berlin's giant Mayor Heinrich ("Uncle") Sahm opened the door, closed it quickly behind him.
"What do you want?" he asked as he gazed down on his sorry visitors....
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