A Contract
Ojzer Warszawski
1943
Things were looking pretty bleak, when my wife’s prewar acquaintance brought a ray of hope into our small room.
If you too were an artist, you might be able to appreciate how impatiently my wife and I awaited our jewel of a contract. [ . . . ]
A well-dressed guy with his hair carefully parted on the side introduced himself in a pleasant voice: B…
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