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Kids really love that playhouse, huh?
You know, it's not just a child's playhouse, it's a rental property.
Kids, off Gary's roof!
I have friends and neighbors.
There was nothing extraordinary about Claudia Yvonne.
And many of them spoke about her quite fondly.
I mean, they said that she was, you know, a bit reserved and taciturn.
The silver-haired 67-year-old had for years lived in the same apartment in a bohemian neighbourhood of West Berlin
and had a normal, ordinary life.
She had a dog.
She went shopping.
She even had an interesting hobby as an active member of a local capoeira dance group.
You know, there were these kind of touching stories of her tutoring kids in the neighborhood
whose German might not have been so strong.
So, you know, by many accounts, she was a quite good neighbor.
But Claudia was not who she seemed.
In fact, that wasn't even her real name, which was Daniela Klette.
I mean, I think they were able to evade police as long as they did,