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Reflections from Auschwitz: Part 1
When I left Auschwitz on Thursday, I was desperate to be clean. At the camp, a sporadic wind whipped the dust so hard that it stung against my legs and my face and caught in …
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Wishing from the Heart
A few weeks back, one of those little “wish” things was floating around my room. You know what I mean: those little tufts that carry seeds on the wind. It landed on the leg …