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| d0f2ead | High in the hazy sky, the snowfkakes looked tiny and all alike, but as they drifted past the narrow window of the sewing room, all were unique - long or round or triangular - as if they'd borrowed their shapes from the clouds they'd come from. | life-in-small-german-town rise-of-nazis | Ursula Hegi |