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“The meetings of the sixty Communists in Madrid, Gomez reported, included one comrade who always showed up with a huge, handmade bomb that he placed under his seat. When asked why he carried it around with him, he replied that if a bomb were suddenly needed, there would be one here.”

“It was not enough to point out that the libraries were open, first you had to overcome the generations-old compulsive idea that the book did not exist for you. On Sundays we sat in the Humboldt Grove or in St. Hedwig’s Cemetery, near Pflugstrasse, trying to find out what the Divina Commedia had to do with our lives.”

Excellent

This is breaking my brain. I love when my fiction reads like non-fiction and my non-fiction reads like fiction.