Hey, true weirdos, at the end of this episode, stick around if you want for a little bonus content and conversation.

She was only 14 years old that first time.

14 pretending to be older, more worldly.

It hadn't been hard to persuade the man to follow her and seldom is.

A little flirting, a hand lingering lingering just a beat too long on his

arm the sleeve of his uniform crisp beneath her trembling fingers a stroll in the nearby forest she

suggested holding his gaze in a way that she hoped seemed bold hoped he'd mistake the slight tremor in her voice for nerves,

a young woman being so terribly forward. Her arm tucked into his, the couple left the bar,

making their way along the path deeper and deeper into the sheltering darkness. The man whirled,

pressing her back against the rough bark of the tree, his hands suddenly

everywhere.

That's when she did it.

That's when in one motion that felt like forever, that felt the way time slows and stutters

in a dream, she slid the revolver from the pocket of her woolen coat and pressing it to his head pulled the trigger.

It was Dutch resistant fighter Freddie Overstagin's first time killing a Nazi.

Turns out, she had a real talent for it.

And they got a small beam of light against the mirror.

True, weird, weird, stuff.

Freddie Oversigam was born in 1925 in the Dutch city, Harlem.

It's an ancient place.

The first mentions of Harlem appear in writings dating back to the 10th century.

Residents of Harlem were used to being under siege. First, from nature, the city occupies a narrow strip of land between the turbulent North Sea and the River I and the

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