Bittersweet


First saw this 10 years ago, 50 meters from a wonderful Jewish bakery where I impressed the owner with correct change

Rue des Roisers was deserted, unlike the  busy street I saw last month.  Lots of tourists like me.

It took no imagination then or since, to think I was standing there alone, as a Jew in 1943.  I have not been able to forget, every day since.

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