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Articles tagged "The Holocaust"

The Polish Boxer

69752. That it was his phone number. That it was tattooed there, on his left forearm, so he wouldn't forget it. That's what my grandfather told me. And that's what I grew up believing. In the seventies, the country's phone numbers were all five digits. I called him Oitze because he called me Oitze, which meant something corny in Yiddish. I liked his Polish accent. I liked to dip my pinky finger (the only physical characteristic I inherited from him was his gnarled pair...

The Silence of Abraham Bomba

Images of a hair salon. Opposing mirrors multiply these images, the chairs, the men waiting in back, the barbers busy, on their feet, great white aprons knotted around their customers' necks. Over these images, Abraham Bomba's voice. He was selected to be part of the Sonderkommando when he arrived at Treblinka. A barber by profession, he was chosen, with others, four weeks after the first selection, to cut women's hair before these women were gassed. For a week or ten days,...

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