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When I found Hitler
vs. Stalin at the thrift shop I intended to just mail it right to Matt who leads the march when it comes to martial music, but then I ended up reading the copiously photo-illustrated account of horror, destruction and deaths with and without honor in an outdoor tub on a sunny afternoon overlooking a treacherous ocean channel (from a safe distance) in the shade of rainbow parasol thinking, Damn, how lucky I am. The pictures I liked best showed the resilience of the human spirit--teens sunbathing in handsome swimsuits with classic looking ruins for a backdrop or elders inhabiting a hole bravely smiling over tea during the Siege of Leningrad. One thing the book lacks is maps so I found one online and did a primitve screencapture by tracing it onto looseleaf with an almost exhausted Sharpie. The arrows represent the extent of Nazi advances. I left the rest blank--all movement, no context. |
