The Real EnemyThe author was a French Resistance fighter when he was captured by the Nazis in 1941 and sent first to Fresnes prison in Paris, then to Neue Bremm, and Buchenwald. He describes how he survived, through his determination, his faith in God, and his conviction that the "real enemy"--Hate, greed, and cruelty-was within one's self. |
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... Felix , a handsome , gay attractive man in his middle thirties . He spoke no French but quite good English . We talked of England with sympathy , even affection . He had been introduced to me by a young French woman whom I had met ...
... Felix , a handsome , gay attractive man in his middle thirties . He spoke no French but quite good English . We talked of England with sympathy , even affection . He had been introduced to me by a young French woman whom I had met ...
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... Felix's office . He was smiling , gay and genial as usual , very much at his ease . I took a chair , a cigarette , and we began to talk in fairly general terms . After a few minutes a bell rang . Felix behaved as though he had expected ...
... Felix's office . He was smiling , gay and genial as usual , very much at his ease . I took a chair , a cigarette , and we began to talk in fairly general terms . After a few minutes a bell rang . Felix behaved as though he had expected ...
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... Felix handed me his envelope . Having made all the arrangements for my departure and having nothing urgent to do , I accepted the invitation of Felix and our charming mutual friend to dine with them . I should have preferred to eat ...
... Felix handed me his envelope . Having made all the arrangements for my departure and having nothing urgent to do , I accepted the invitation of Felix and our charming mutual friend to dine with them . I should have preferred to eat ...
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