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[solar_light]

“We marched on. Doors opened and closed again. On we went between the electric wires. At each step, a white placard with a death’s head on it stared us in the face. A caption: “Warning. Danger of death.” Mockery: was there a single place here where you were not in danger of death?” Elie Wiesel. Night p.37

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[lycaeus]

i was crying when i read that book.

[solar_light]

я тоже :~(