The Day Before the Dawn of the Holocaust: A Short Story

The Day Before the Dawn of the Holocaust: A Short Story

1938, alone in the city of light. He had nowhere to go â€“ from time perspective we could say, that his situation was illustrating the tough position of the whole nation.
...dipping the nib in the inkwell he wrote in Hebrew. â€©â€œI couldnâ€™t do otherwise. My heart bleeds when I think of our tragedy and that of the twelve-thousand Jews. I must protest in a way that the whole world hears, and this I intend to do. I beg your forgiveness, Herman.â€ â€©That note was directed to his uncle. He hid that piece of paper in his wallet. He checked out from the hotel and walked to the nearby gunsmith...

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