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The same. Three days later.
Maxis moving rocks.horstis putting the rock pile into neat order.
Horst:The air is fresh today. Clean.
[maxhandshorsta needle and a thread as he passes the…
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Martin Sherman
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London, United Kingdom
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1979
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Judy Chicago
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California, United States of America
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1989
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Alan Schechner
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1993
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When I stand before you here, Judges of Israel, to lead the Prosecution of Adolf Eichmann, I am not standing alone. With me are six million accusers. But they cannot rise to their…
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Gideon Hausner
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1961
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19 August 1943
Today, dear Anka, is the anniversary of your Golgotha, tomorrow the anniversary of your death. A year has passed since I last saw you. You see, Anka, I do not believe in God and never…
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Calel Perechodnik
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Warsaw, General Government (Warsaw, Poland)
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1943
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“The living faith has vanished. . . . All that remains is poetry!” A superficial observer of life in the ghetto might come to more or less the same conclusion about the way…
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Oskar Rosenfeld
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Litzmannstadt, General Government (Lodz, Poland)
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1943
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I am beginning to get used to the years of war. We seem to struggle through the same journey from first of January to first of January, in a nightmare that is itself beginning…
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Mihail Sebastian
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Bucharest, Kingdom of Romania (Bucharest, Romania)
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1943
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Her Yoysef was hanging on the shaft of the well. His beard lay humbly on his breast. His fallen shoulders and feebly dangling hands expressed the most profound hopelessness. What can I do? A stone has…
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Rivke Rubin
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1943
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Meylekh Snitkever takes the heavy shears and looks at them silently. He holds them in both hands as if to weigh them. Then he shifts his stare to me, the muscles moving in his jaws, which are covered…
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Yekhiel Falikman
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1945