America’s most famous personality dies at her home in Manhattan

America’s most famous personality dies at her home in Manhattan

Ruth Westheimer, a famous teacher on sex and relationships, has died at the age of 96.

People knew her as Dr. Ruth, and for decades she gave hot tips on how to have a hot sex life on her radio show.

Because she was honest and gave honest advice, she became a famous name for pillow talk and a star in her own right.

The New York Times reports that Dr. Ruth’s spokesman, Pierre Lehu, told the press that she had died at her home in New York.

Westheimer was born in Germany in 1928 and was Jewish. She lived through World War II and saw it from the front lines.She almost went to one of the Holocaust’s concentration camps before she moved to the United States as a teenager.

A lot of the time, she said that her view of sex as something to be enjoyed came from bad things that happened to her when she was young.

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