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People say to me that being a black woman in service during WW2 is impossible, but I don’t care, I’m beautiful.
I’m having Ernst Rüdin instil deep psychological love for the Reich within me, while convincing others that I am not part of the Untermensch. From now on I want you guys to call me “SLAY QUEEN” and respect my right to be forced into historical context needlessly. If you can’t accept me you’re a misogynistic racist and need to check your gender privilege.
Thank you for being so understanding.