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Bread, bread. The abundance of it dazzles your eyes. In the windows, on the stalls, in hands, in baskets. I won’t be able to hold out if I can’t grab a bite or bread-stuff. “Grab? You don’t look…
Contributor:
Leyb Goldin
Places:
Warsaw, General Government for the Occupied Polish Region (Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1941