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When I am nine, a teacher in my school plays Nazi camp films. I don’t remember if she showed them to the entire class or only to me, but I can still see a pyre of bodies, skin barely draped over skeleton, the black and white of a television screen. At the time I didn’t understand what I was witnessing — horror…
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