I find myself in my old bedroom at home, my old stereo playing old songs I've never even heard, with my parents purposely not passing by the doorway. Shadows are afraid here. -- I've been here I don't know how long- for a week, a month, an hour? I don't know
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ON THE INTELLECTUAL IN AUSCHWITZ, FORGIVENESS VERSUS RESENTMENT, & SUICIDE JEAN AMÉRY VERSUS PRIMO LEVIWhat good are brains in a place like Auschwitz? None
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