Imagine for a moment that a person’s value is reduced to zero, no to less than zero. Their name, their…
Beneath the azure skies of the Mediterranean, a dark cloud of tyranny and violence gathered. This was fascist Italy, a…
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On the 7th of April 1944, the air on the selection ramp at Auschwitz II-Birkenau lay stagnant under an unusual…
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Matteo had been staring at the monitors in the east wing for nearly six hours before he realized that his…
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