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The gap between literary and historical fiction is mostly a marketing ploy—at least until a novelist meets a survivor of her story’s plot.
Three years into World War II, people thought they’d seen it all, including neighbors with concentration camp tattoos.
While looking through his parents’ attic our writer finds the May 14, 1942, issue of the Nazi party propaganda paper Illustrierter Beobachter. Nobody has any idea how it got there. A look between the pages.