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Nostājas Pret Pirātismu............................3 Priekšvārds – Latviešu.............................6 003 – Nodaļa 1...........................................8 003 – Nodaļa 2.........................................16 003 – Nodaļa 3.........................................25 003 – Nodaļa 4.........................................36 Nākamo > Epizode 004...........................44 Preface – Simple English........................49 003 – Part 1...............................................51 003 – Part 2...............................................59 003 – Part 3...............................................68 003 – Part 4...............................................78 Preface – English.....................................90 003 – Chapter 1........................................92 003 – Chapter 2......................................100 003 – Chapter 3......................................109 003 – Chapter 4......................................120 Next > Episode 004................................128
Skriešana Kails Ražošana Otrā Izdevums – Pirmā Druka 003-2.A. Pastāsti pasaulei. kas dzīvo vai miris ir tikai gadījuma raksturs.Kredīti Zemes Foto pieklājīgi no N.1-3lvpd – 2012-03-29 Fragments Zeme Autortiesības © 2007-2012 Robert Skyler Visas Tiesības Aizsargātas Kas kas Amerika Visas rakstzīmes. Tulkojuma Trala Inc. ko domāt. Veikt vai pauze šo grāmatu ar pārskatīšanas vai reitings savā lapā iegādi.. kas parādās šajā darbā fiktīvi.. .S. Jebkura līdzība ar reālo cilvēku.A.
Lasīt kopā ar pasauli. Fragments Zeme ir pieejams arī: Afrikāņu, Albāņu, Angļu, Arābu, Azerbaidžānas, Baltkrievijas, Dānijas, Ebreju, Filipīniešu, Francijas, Galisiešu, Grieķijas, Haiti Kreolu, Holandiešu, Horvātijas, Igaunijas, Indonēzijas, Islandiešu, Itālijas, Japānas, Jidišs, Katalāņu, Korejiešu, Krievu, Malajiešu Valoda, Maltas, Maķedoniešu, Norvēģijas, Polijas, Portuguese, Rumāņu, Serbijas, Slovākijas, Slovēņu, Somijas, Spāņu, Svahili, Taju, Turku, Ukraiņu, Ungārijas, Velsiešu, Vācu, Zviedru, Čehijas, Īrijas, Ķīniešu (Tradicionālā), Ķīniešu (Vienkāršotā), un Ņieburs. Atrast nākamā epizode nekur grāmatas ir pārdotas, un vienmēr mūsu mājas lapā.
Nostājas Pret Pirātismu Palīdzēt apturēt pirātismu. jautājiet savam pakalpojumu sniedzējam. Ja jums ir aizdomas. ka jūs pats neesat pirmais. vai iegādāties savu tagad. ar kuru jūs dalīties šajā darbā. iegādājoties sekundārā lasītājs licence katrai personai. kas izlasīt šo. . ja tie iepirkti jums licenci.
“Ir Viegli Darīt”
Episkā piedzīvojumu vērā pārpratumiem, šis psiholoģisko stāstu sērijas, pēta sīkāku jēgu bezjēdzīgu nozīmju ignorēti izprotot sevi. ~~~ Ārpus šī garlaicīgā pilsēta, iekšpusē vienkāršā ēkā, vienā datnē saskaņā ar jauno dzēšgumiju, kur stāv nenozīmīga vēstuli, īsu brīdi miera un brīvības tikai karš var dot, iet šo vēstuli, un ar šo dzēšgumiju viss sākas no jauna. Pamatojoties uz pēdējo genocīda priekšvakarā un nākamo, aģentiem sabiedroto varas rīta, pamatojot to patiesību sāk krusta, pēc kura gulēja mērķtiecīgu karu. Ka viņi varētu, ka viņi būtu, tad viņi būtu neatstājot nevienu jautā, kāpēc.
Priekšvārds – Latviešu
iemžēl, starp šiem uzdevumiem, kas
mums ir pārāki, tik ievērojami numurus, domāšana nevar saskaitīt. Tomēr, ja mūsu vēsture piemīt kaut kas vairāk nekā mūsu bruto jaudas vardarbību un maldināšanu to, tas, protams, ka mēs varam darīt vairāk kopā nekā jebkad intervālu. Uzdevumu grupa var izcelties ne tikai individuāli, skaits ir nesaskaitāms: Kopā mēs medījam lielāks un pulcēsies vairāk, ceļo tālāk uz lētāku, rakt ātrāk un dziļāk, kāpt augstāk ilgāk, vairāk tikai padara mūs stiprākas, taču neviena institūcija vai grupa jebkad montē ir doma brīvāk, palielinot to skaitu. Kur mēs esam pulcējušies, lai sasniegtu šo uzdevumu: tikai dekadence, korupcija, augļošanu, stagnācija un pakļaušana rasties šādā veidā. Starp cilvēkiem, kas var pilnībā būt pārliecināts vilkt jebkuru akmeni uz augšu jebkura kalna, jūs neatradīsiet nevadās
vairākumu, kurš būs vienoties ar līdz, kas jādara ar līdz vienu reizi tas ir tur. Jo, domājot, pazīstami fiziskā grupēšana mēs, kļūst aiz intelektuālais tirānija no manis. Lai kur tu būtu nepilnīgs, vāja un pārliecināti, tie, kas ir saistoši ir nenoliedzami tīrs, jo tie nevar būt nepareizi, ja viņi visi piekrīt, un tie būs visi piekrīt, ja tie būs visi tikai domā tāpat kā es. Lai viņi būs vienot, bet tad, kad tie ietilpst tā būs šī Fragments Zeme, nepadoties tos visus.
003 – Nodaļa 1
- Ziemeļjūra, Eiropa, oktobris 3, 1945 “
arbūt, viņi vienkārši nevēlas iegūt pārāk
“Nē, es domāju, ja Thermopylae ir jauna
zemūdens kāpēc nav mēs, kas tur kursē okeānus-”
“Un kas Jameson, grimst Ass tirdzniecības
kuģiem? Uzvaras karā karali un valsti? Tas ir vairāk nekā biedrs jums šeit-”
“Labrīt, puiši. Kaut ziņot?” “Nav jaunu kontaktu, kungs!”
“Tonis to uz leju iecirtums, Clarry;. Vēl
nav bijusi mana tēja”
“Un žurnāls,” viņš klusi nāca klajā ar
tikpat tukšu papīra lapu.
“Jūs domājat,” es atbildēju, “kaut kas
interesantāks nekā nekas būtu šeit notiek.”
“Es gribētu būt viena, ja es darīju, kungs.” “Esi par savu biznesu, tad-Vai tas mans
laikraksts esat lasījis?”
“Jā,” viņš atbildēja piesardzīgi. “Mēs tikko saņēmām šeit un jau esat
manā rīku? Kārtīgi to pareizi,” un redzot cieņu, “ir tas atpakaļ uz mana galda ar brokastīm-Vai mūsu pavārs pievienojies iztiku?”
“Vēl 1/2 stunda man vajadzētu gaidīt.”
pietiekami,” es piekāpās zinātkāre, “vairāk nometnes atrasts tad?” Clarry atbildēja stoisks, “bildes šoreiz arī” nododot man laikraksta fotoattēlu lapu.
“Jā, briesmīgi šaušalīgi.” “Ir sirdi, Kungs. Paskatās uz tiem, badā “Jā,”
uz kauliem viņi ir.”
“Tas ir karš, Clarry. Drausmīgās lietas
notiek. Tikai tāpēc, ka tas noticis vakar, nepadara to par mazāk svarīgu kā armēņiem, ukraiņiem, vai pat mūsu pašu īru. Svarīgi ir tas, ka jūs ņemt vērā šos no katra avota iespējamo notikumu, izdarīt savu secinājumu, un nekad neaizmirsīšu savu lomu, ir saprast, kāpēc, nezaudējot fokusu uz iespējamību, ka jums ir vēl redzēt lielāku attēlu. Ja jūs pavadīt pārāk daudz laika, skatoties vienu karti, jūs aizmirst, ka ir spēle tiek spēlēta.” Clarry pacēla, it kā aiz manis gaisma tur savu patiesību. “Tu esi tik lielā neziņā kā diena ir gara,” es nosodīja. “Armēņi, Pasaules kara Viens, turki gribēja viņus pie savas zemes, lai viņi nokauj lielāko daļu no tiem, lai sasniegtu tādu, vairāk nekā miljons, tikai par to, ka kristietis – vai tā mums saka – bet galvenokārt tas bija tikai par to, ka. Tas bija ne godīgs, ne tiesības, kas ir iemesls, kāpēc viņi to sauc par karu. Jūs vēlaties staigāt apkārt ar svaru pasaulei par jūsu pleciem, sajūta bezpalīdzīgs un atvainojamies ikvienam kāds stāsts, tad karš ir jūsu spēli. Tas ir šādi ik pēc pāris gadiem.”
Īrijas kartupeļu bads-kapitālisma Īriju.” “Es nekad domāja par to diezgan patīk.” “Nekas nodomu.” I atsākta. “Drošāka “kā netīšas.” “Mūsu kolēģiem. kuģniecības mūs visus. ka neitrāla tiesa būtu konstatējusi mums gan vainīgo. lai pielāgotu kartes uz mana galda. kamēr vairāk nekā miljonu savu nomira badā. ka karš ir nepieciešams. bet tiem.” “Protams.” es turpināju. “mēs noskatījos?” uzņemties mēs nekā nav. apstājoties. “Mūsu krievu kolēģiem krastā tur būtu aprakstīts. Un atcerieties.” viņš jautāja ar piezīmi panikas. mums bija roku tālāk.” Jameson skandēt iekšā “Atpakaļ trīsdesmito gadu. Nu tā. es domāju.” es teicu. mums nebija nekāda sakara ar līdz. mēs varētu ēst. “Aprakstīti Ukrainas bads. “bet diez mūsu naudas sods stundu nu.” Jameson atbildēja. Staļins badā desmit miljonus ukraiņiem nāvei norādījis savu Sociālistiskās reformas. “Captain. . ka” Clarry mērķtiecīga. Īrijā.“Ne.
Clarry. Moceklis. Viņu nāve akcentēt ar uzvaru mazspēja. vai sadurts. Clarry. viņi mira par to. “mēs gribētu bija mums jāmācās bija izdevies atrast līdz. homoseksuāļi un ebreji tā saka tie bija. tie.” es teicu. kas izdzīvo idealizēt un gūt labumu no viņu zaudējumiem. Hitlers. kuru nāve precizēts. ko viņi ticēja?” “Tāpēc mēs ticam. kuri bija slepkavība. tiek grūsti.. saskaroties ar tiem. citu iespēju par uzvaru tā nekad nav bijis.” Clarry teica.ka.. sociālo nepareizu uzskatīti par politiski neuzticamām ar nacistu s iemesls. tā saka. domājams. Gērings un Goebbels?” “Nē. iemērkšana viņa galvu atpakaļ aiz mana laikraksta “Marksisma. kungs?” “Nē. Bet mocekļa leģenda staigā ar acīm stabila un sirds tīri vērsta uz nākotni viņu upuris gūtiem “Neviens .” “Mocekļi tie bija tad. kur pēc ticības izmaiņām vērtība nespēju saskatīt nekādu citu iespēju.” ienāk zobenu labprāt: tie attiecas uz to. Tikai mēs esam pārprasta mācība. kādu viņi bija pret. ir viens. Tātad.” “Kas.
bet tiklīdz jūs liekat uz neatbalstītu pārliecību nodotu citiem. nacisti izdomāja nepierādītu ticības sistēma.” “Upura leģenda ir mācība pēc papildus faktiem?” Jautāja Jameson “karojošs domāšana par labu savai skaitīt balsis?” “Līdzīgi kā ar Marksisma viņi iebilda. kas varētu sekot viņu piemēram.tie. darboties.” “Tas Leģenda par mocekļa un Jameson. jo tie visi bija tikai vēl viens kauslis spiežot cilvēkus apkārt. pamatojoties uz pārliecinošo viedokli kļuva tas. Viņi neizdevās. nekas nepareizs ar to neko. ka citi varētu ziedot savu gribu tiem nosaukuma līdz leģendu.” “Velkot visi pārējie kopā ar viņiem. neņemot vērā sev. kamēr jūsu prakse ir ne mānīgs. Jūs varat uzskatīt debesis ir zaļas. ne naidīgi. jūs kļūstat. kas spiež uz citiem. kas reiz apspiesto viņiem.” “Bet vai ir kaut kas nepareizi ar to marksisma?” “Tik ilgi. turpmāku santehnikas ar dziļumā viņu nespēju it kā cēlu piepildījums gulēja pie tās beigām. Viņi visi nav. Viņi nespēja .
ko nevar atkārtot manu nespēju izdzīvot. ko mums saka.” teica Clarry. Viņu mācība ir viens no neveiksmes.saprast. kā mūsējā: Ka viņi mira par to.” “Šāda doma ir aizliegts.” “Un kāds mēģina jums tie ir vairāk nekā miruši. varētu parādīties virs savas nodarbības. kungs?” “Tas. mēs . tie ir nedzīvi. Neviens pat redz ir spēle.” Es izgāju atpakaļ. ko mēs ticam” “Bet viņu mācība. kas nav savējās. tas ir. kas atrodas mūsu patiesībām. kas nogalināja tos. kā biju cerējusi. ka citi varētu gūt labumu. nav gatavi mocekļu. Neviens pratināt integritāti miris. ir kāds sliktāks nekā pat tie. tie ir būs spekulanti par slepkavām. un ja kaut ko var mācīties no tā. ko es izdarīju. ka es varētu tikai ceram. cēls piemērs. kas bija aiz viņiem. vai turpmāko upurus tā piedāvātu savus veidotājiem. viņi visi vienkārši miris. un kurš gatavojas pārtraukt līdz? Neviens redz leģendu pieņemšanas spēle. nekas nesanāca. kas bija viņu priekšā. bet ar nesodāmību leģendu. “Mēs redzam to. “Viņi nebija veiksmīga Clarry. kas bija alus pāri jūrām.
” “Nē. lai izdzīvotu katru dienu. “mēs esam tikai miris. kas varētu apbrīnot līdz nespēju izdzīvot. par izvēles mazāk dzīvi atrodas atzinumu ticības.” . mēs neesam mocekļu.varam redzēt. un kaut kas aiz tā ir kā tu saki aizliegts. neizteikta. Nekad aizmirst mūsu nespējai pielāgoties un jūs varētu mācīties mācība man būtu jūs uzzināsiet: Jums nav zelt katru dienu. jo visi.” “Upura cildināšana ir vārteja ar kuru dzīvā uzaicināt gandrīz miris.” es noliecās.
mans Vasalis?” “Trīs uzmin. viņi tur augšā iegūt visu slavu. Cholmer. Nopelt tas viss. “Kas bija tāds. un jūs tikai zināt. kā tas varēja notikt?” “Apakšuzņēmuma. Viņi deva Dancigas skatīties uz britu no visiem cilvēkiem...” Inspiration s . kamēr mēs gaidām atgriezumiem šeit pie galda galā.003 – Nodaļa 2 Klausīties “ K as! Kāpēc viņi to dara? – Tā bija mūsu doma! Kā var mūsu puiši nav uz darbuPasargā mani Jūsu sadalīti ieraksts Viņš!” Aizcirta klausuli.
kas svarīgi. “ka dusmas visā zemē. kas satrauc.pārdrošība teica man. signalizācijas mana izeja. ka jautājumā.” dzīve aizplūst nē boss sejas. Ne tas sliktais lietotu sūkties mēs esam redzējuši kopš kara beigām. mēs joprojām šeit?” “Tas ir tieši tā kā tas sākas.A. lai radītu vairāk jautājumus par mums.” “Jums ir punkts.Līdz mana nodevīgs es pievīla savu bēgšanu.” . kam ir nozīme vīriešiem. – “Mēs esam C. kā iespējams. ar mums kā tās piedāvājumu. Mēs esam šeit. Lietotus sūkties nepieciešama neviena. kāpēc “Gudrs. “mums ir mūsu pašu zemūdenes!” Es ņemšu atvaļinājumu finansējumu ka viens no jums: Mēs neesam šeit. lai tie varētu veikt darbības. lai nekas! Ja mums nav kaut ko vērts meklēt..S. ne tikai pinkšķēt O. tagad. kuru tu pazīsti. .” viņš ventilators rokas. Informācija skrejoša uguns. kam ir tendence uz tiem.I. ko es arī sāku kā pagadās. cilvēki var sākt jautā. kāpēc mēs esam šeit vispār.S. “Jā.” es teicu tagad pusceļā pāri istabai. lai radītu informācijas.
kas mīkstina otru. “ir piemērojams tikai kara laikā.” viņš ierēcās mani atpakaļ. “stratēģiskās dienests. nebūtu mums ir likvidēta ar karaspēku ?” “Mūsu darbi nav teorija. bet mūžīgs karš prasa mazliet vairāk nekā piedaloties nebeidzams masu mēs esam cietuši kopš ausa brīdī.” “Izpratnes kompetenta armiju nav kaut ko var izdarīt vienkārši. ja jūs nevēlaties.un vēl apmale atpakaļ. bet tur nevar vienmēr būt kaut kas mums jādara tagad var tur?” Boss drebēt manāmi. “es esmu informēts par šo teoriju. un kā laika nogatavināts kopumā tika atzīts. Armijas netiek likvidēta. Sākumā.” es turpināju tik ātri. lai būtu karus. lai jūsu . ka tas bija pārāk daudz darba. tas ir tikai viens. lai gan karot vienu dienu un ne nākamo. Tas ir vienkārši pārāk dārgs. Un. hermētiķi mans liktenis. “un tur ir nekad nav bijis karš kaut kur. vai lēti. Tie nav tumši grupās. un tad arī vienkārši nav karos.” Es jutos mans kurpju hit durvis aiz manis. “Tu man jautā. ka es varētu nebūt dzirdējuši vispār. mēs saņēmām caur šo liesās miera gados mainot tikai mūsu spējas. bet pat tas izrādījās vairāk nekā bija pieļaujamu.
ja vien mums būtu pietiekoši daudz institūcijas. lai mūs atrast kaut ko darīt!” Atstājot šo tējkannu sautēties. “Tikai kaut pastnieks reiz teica piegādājot avīzes. vienlaicīgi kontrolēt visu un neko. ja es sāku no jauna. Ārprāts sauc varu. atkal pasaules kara.. “Vācijas tirānija.” viņš noraidīja. tas ir.. Vai tas bija spēks sauc neprāts?” . tas bija. jo mēs. kur bieži es klejoja gan zaudēta domas un virzienu. Šajā dienā mūsu spēle mainījusies.” norādīja Jameson. nonācām ar priekšējā rindā sēdekli uz cilvēka vistumšākajā stundā. Mūsu sākotnējais mandāts. es savu bēgšanu noteikti ilgi sterilā hallēm Centrālās izlūkošanas.darbs kļūtu vēsturē” Es. viņu viss izjuka. dienu pēc dienas. “jūs zināt lapas uz lapu nāves paziņojumiem. Mums bija pavadījis gadus Pilnveidojot savas iznīcināšanu un kā visi mūsu plāni samazinājās kopā. Manipulācijām ar durvīm s roktura.. ~~~ “Mēs varētu veidot labāku pasauli. gadu pēc gada. “Jums ir nepieciešams. kas nāca. viņš teica.” mūsu vienīgā uzmanības centrā tik ilgi.. zīmēšanas mūsu skatiens.
ko viņi reiz pārmeta savas apspiedējiem par. Vai ar aizzīmēm vai smadzeņu skalojot radikāļi vienmēr jānosaka tad medī savus fanātiķi iznīcībai. “tie medī. upurēt savu vārdu. ka viņi paši varētu dzīvot līdz gada beigām šīs dienas.” “Individuāli reglamentē masveida histēriju. manipulēt ar līdz malām paverdzināt un slepkavībām.” es izteikt. dod pietiekami daudz tvaiku. “par genocīda zvērnīca apmērā lielāko sistemātiski kaušanu cilvēkam visās vēsturē. Bada gan. es pasniedza lapu atpakaļ Clarry.” es ierosināju. ko viņi bija. . ko viņi nebija.. Clarry.” “Nogalināšanu bedrēs.. kas ir nolādēts demoralizēt ir skatīties” “Bet-” “Neļaujiet man domāt par jums.“Viņi nav medīti to.. “Kas briesmīgs ceļš ejams.” viņš teica. un ļaunprātīgi vienmēr kļūst pārkāpēju. Briesmas slēpjas cik viņi inficēt pret līdz cēloņa. rūpnīcas nāves.” Gatavo skatoties pār fotogrāfijas. “bet bada nāvei. gāzes kamerām mobilie izpildes komanda. vainīgs visu. Mainīt tabulas rīt.
ja kādreiz. slikti ir relatīvs jēdziens es domāju. ja viņi nav.” es teicu pagrieziena staigāt ārā. tagad man.” “Neaizmirstiet neārstējams. ka papīrs.Apsveriet amerikāņus.” “Es un mans?” Jautāja Jameson.” “Būtu daudz savādāka pasaule. no augšienes un ceļu amerikāņi un mūsu pašu puiši darīja Vācijā. lai gan. bet viņi izdzīvo. Noteikumu izmaiņas. piederēja pašu iespēju līst lejup elli.” “Nu. taču bija amerikāņi kādreiz bombardēja nerimstoši? Japānas ir reti.. Tie nav badā uz nāvi. “Tie nedrīkst.” “Mēs hit viņiem labi.” “Patiesi kungs. jūs izārstēt savu nezināšanu par kādu citu skatīties.. gaidīja tur ilgi?” mums kapteinis-pārāk gulēja atkal. Un gaismas iet. Viņi tos piepildīja ar savu politiski neuzticamiem ieslodzītajiem. ka viņu gūstekņi labprāt apstrīdēt. kungs.. nedz apstrādāti slikti. kungs!” “Kad baloni iet uz augšu.. “un pateikt-Labrīt Sīkfails. viņi ir savas nometnes. . citādi brīvo pilsoņu atņemti viņu pamattiesībām.
būtu teicis. . roku vilces izveidota fašistu s veidā “Jums jābūt vismaz šī lielā. lauza viņa uzmanību smaidot atpakaļ. jo mans bezmērķa klīst virzījās uz pazīstamības misijas pieņemšanā. un jautāja. es domāju. jūsu parasto biezputra būs tērps mani tikai naudas sodu. “lai uzvarētu fašistu rasi. ja jūs vēlaties. “es varu interese ikviens mūsu burkānu par rinda brokastīs?” “Nē. viņa rokas. paldies.” Cookie snapped uz pilnu uzmanību. bet.” “Tātad. cik lielāks nekā dzīvē jums ir? Jūs vienmēr pasākums augšu īss.“Tas nav norādītai jums faktiski. “Kā viena valsts acīmredzami bez pasakot vārdu?” Nākamais cīņa – pret padomju – bija būs šausmīgi lēns iegūt šeit un mums bija.” kurš nav tās.” es smaidīju līdz zinātkārs pie “Ikviens.” ar savu rokas līmeni.” ~~~ Ir kaut kas. lai attaisnotu līdz ierašanās. “nav svarīgi. un tas iezīmēja augstumu viņš nekad nevarētu sasniegt.” Sīkfails.
. barošanas telpā savu vārdu. es biju no auto. Ar savām problēmām atrisināt nekas pa kreisi jādara..” es apsēdos. Tas ir. kamēr mans tēvs bija runāt ar senatora..” “Paskatīsimies. “Project:” etiķete slazds mani ar savu biedējošu tukšumu.. jo es rakstīja. kamēr dzēšana 'j' no lieko Project. “Project skaits: Project.tas ir mans rakstāmgalds. “Es tiešām tikai saķērusi pazibēt. un noliecās manas smadzenes ap uzdevumam puses.” es teicu. transzonālo savu uzvarēts ienaidnieks. Divi sabiedroto karavīri “Hei. visu laiku.” “Laba meklē?” Jautāja Arie. lai gan šie sabiedrotie ir gausties. “Varbūt ir kaut kas cits nav?” ~~~ “Tur bija trīs no viņiem... es noraidīt manu slīdēšanu saķeri ar mirgot. paceļot jaunu mapi no manas atvilktnes. “bet es tikai redzēju divas pēdējo reizi biju tur. pārejot tālruni ar citām auss. ja lielākā daļa stāsti izbalināt uz melnās. bet kas?” Es prātoju. Kur ir mūsu miers plaisas krusta? Es neizpratnē.” . Nosaukums var gaidīt. Protams.
“Viņu lielākais veikšanu un vājums. ja viņi nedrošs. Risinājums un izraisīt visu viņu rūpes. jo mans telefons atbildēja: “Viņš ir viens solis uz priekšu no manis. pieņemams.“Nav pat atļauts iekšā?” “Nē.” “Tātad. gandrīz neredzams un katram būs.” “Spēlējot pret vienu vērš pārējo?” Es jautāju. “greizsirdība padara pasaule aiziet ap-Tagad jūs sakāt. Spēlēt šo spēli labi un jums būs tos visus. atsakoties kāds cits. kādi ir jūsu plāns?” “Greizsirdība! Perfekts” pārsprāgt! Kungs Cholmer. pāri ejā. Ja es zinu.” . Es skatījos uzstāt uz viņa slēptā notiekgada. ka viņi ir citādi Veikt kurš avansa 1. tur būs viens no katra garšas: valdonīgs. sociālās.” Arie turpināja. es nekad iegūt agrāk virssulainis. “Tikai tad. ka ir trīs no tiem.” Arie atbildēja.
nekā mums ir.003 – Nodaļa 3 Mēs “ V iņiem ir kaut kas mums nav.” “Mums ir kaut kas viņiem vajadzētu būt. Ir jābūt kaut kas īpašs... Pārāk acīmredzama. Nē..” “Viņiem ir kaut kas mums būtu. Tas ir labāk. bet kas?” “No ziņojumiem es esmu redzējis.” es turpināju. mēs saņēmām visu.... tas nevar būt jautājums par apjomu. nojauta jo tuvāk manai karjers failu novērš atklāsmes bēgšanu. “Krievi ir veikušas vairāk no Vācijas. bet bija mums kaut ko .
” Ja līdz paredz galīgu atbildi uz Project Pro ect. kas tas bija. “Boss!” “Jā.” un tie faili tur taustiņu. “ieguva ko?” .palaiduši garām.. klīstot pa māju zādzībās sudrablietas. es dancoja. daži izlases Džo. *** Nedēļas pagājis kā es lasīt interviju pēc personāla no kara. bija ļoti interesanti atklājumi par tālu. iemērkšana sekretāra atspīdumu. nebija jums?” “I got tā!” Viņš pasmaidīja nervozi. *** Un tur tas ir. Raksturīgi. lai īstenotu līdz. “Boss!” Jo caur durvīm viņa ārējā birojā. Šā sulaiņa.. Cholmer. pie kā raķete pa trepēm. tas būtu īpaši nopratināšanas failus. Šie cilvēki slēpās lietas par darned vietās. tāpēc es nekad izvairīties dziļāka lietas kā tas bija vienmēr daudzsološa lasīt. “Padomju kaut mums ir nepieciešams. es nojume dokumenti visu ceļu. varētu nākt klajā ar plāniem par ballistisko raķešu zemūdenes vai kādu no relatīvās nozīmes mehānismu.
Visi viņi kādreiz ir bijis Hitlera kalna virsotnē dzīvesvieta. kas laika gaitā izpildījis visus ziņkārība un divus alpīno un Bavārijas Redute mītiem izbalējis . šo cietoksni. ar savu diezgan sarežģīto pazemē. bet-” “Precīzi. radot lauka meklējumos Bavārijā un ziņojumi sakrautas tik augstu neviens nekad apnikt mūs atkal. Svētais Grāls” Viņš teica. “ar komandas pētniekiem.” es pārtrauca. “un mēs nekad atraduši. kas mums nav. “izņemot vienu mazu faktu: Bavārijas cietoksnis nav Bavārijā. kas tagad ir mums?” “Mēs esam pat nav zināms tā darbojas. ventilācijas savu vienu bezmaksas roku. tāpat kā jūs sakāt. bet-” “Cholmer. ka Alpu redute mēs dzirdējis tik daudz pļāpāt par līdz. Bavārijas cietoksnis!” “Bavārija jau mūsu rokās. domādams. “aiz vienīgā mazāk nekā skaidra ziņojumu vienā no mūsu pedagoģisko.” viņš nosodīja. Kas mēs vēlāk apstiprināja. Berghof.. ka nebija tā vispār.“Kalnu redute no kuras Hitlers izdeva savu pēdējo stand-Kaut kas krievi. Tas ir izmisuma.. mēs esam izskatījās.” es teicu.
. no kuras nacisti varētu padarīt viņu Pēdējo Stāvēt. lai vēlētos līdz?” “Tu domā vairāk nekā es tā nedomāju.” es domāju skaļi.” ~~~ “Es vienmēr zināju. Par līdz esamību iespēja ir viss ko vajag lai ceram skatiens arvien labvēlīgi izturas pret mūsu meklējumi..vienā. kas nedrīkst būt pārāk grūti konstatēt. Tas ir zemes Bavārijas ciltis tika izstumti no mūzību atpakaļ. “jo neviens no tā nepakļāvās manu punktu. reālā cietoksnis nav pat Vācijā mēs to pazīstam šodien. ir plāni. bīdāmās augšu pa birstīti divsimt metri ārā. “Tagad daudz svarīgāks par tās atrašanās vietu. ka es gribētu redzēt mani miris un apbedīts.” “Tāpat kā tu saki. izvirzīja uzacu. mans Vasalis. jo mans binoklis parādīja man mazāk nekā .” viņš pasmaidīja uz mani. mums vajadzētu būt formāls iemesls. uz austrumiem un varētu padomju okupētajā Bohēmijas un Čehoslovākijas” Boss.” “Bet tas nekad nav bijis Liels Dienvidu cietoksnis. ko mēs varam rīcībā.
bet tas bija nožēlojami. lai sasniegtu šo briļļu struktūrvienības mērķi. parādi man kādu cieņu. Es koncentrēta uz viņa fedings ēnu. apkopojot ap manu atvērtā kapā. visi. Es gribētu nevis sagaidīt neko pārāk būtiski. Vadītājam tā likās. šis auto ripo ne man. “šie apavi tiks sagrauta. izņemot vienu dvēseli. Es koncentrēta uz viņu. es norēķinās par to liecina.iespaidīgs pūlis. pastiprinot rūpīgi ap šo ielejot lietus s peļķēs. “kas tas varēja būt?” Mans eksplodējot smaids jautāja sevi kā cilvēks izkāpa. Mana ziņkāre pamesti viņam.” es prasīja klusi no tiem mūlāps. un mana pakalpojuma gala atrasts tās uzticīgs daži steidzās no šīs topošās lietus dusmām. joprojām stāv neticība mēs abi tagad dalītu uz melno limuzīnu velkot uz ietves aiz. “Tas nav katafalks.” tā apstājās tikai īss mana kapa. .” es nopūtās. ~~~ “Paskaties šo.” Tas bija labāk būt vērts savu laiku. Pusi stundu pagājis. “Nāc. taču viņš izskatījās vairāk kā Virssulainis Es neskaidri zināju. tenkas reveler bet redzot neviens.
Es pārtraucu pietiekami tālu. pirms izelpas laikā smalks lietus lietus. mani ciena un stāvēja tur. skatās uz kapa. paturot uz leju mana nekad-mazāk drošas liktenis. Es sasniedza leju. domājot. Izsakot. Es izgāju divus soļus tuvāk. ka es varētu būt ikviens. es varētu justies ūdeni es baidījos sūkties manu zeķes. Neskatoties uz manu rūpīgas soļiem. Apstiprinājums nav nāca. protams. pret vientuļo statujas pakājē atvērtā kapa. kas netiek atzīta manā klātbūtnē: atlikušo. atskatoties uz limuzīnu. domājot tieši līdz es esmu gatavojas ellē. . bet ēna. jo es savu ceļu saspiedušies zem jumta. sajūta svaru tas nesa.mana izmisuma atskats automobiļa aptumšotās logiem mēģināja teikt. viņš bija dzirdējis manas slapjš pēdās. sēras. pauzes uz brīdi. cerot nevajadzīgi tas varētu izraisīt kādu reakciju. Vēl nav kustības. garām izmērcēts attēlā joprojām skatās nāvīgi uz kapa. es varētu stāvēt slinki vairs. “kungs Dobriski?” Es jautāju statuju. “Eli Dobriski?” Es gaidīju. satvert milzīgu sauju netīrumiem un gatavo savu kustību ar soli atpakaļ. bet to nemainīgs atcirst tikai uzstājām mani vēlāk.
es jautāju: “viņš bija?” “Tavs tēvs un es bija īpašas attiecības. cik ilgi. es varētu darīt ne vairāk. kā es Meklēju pāri uz viņa spilgti acīs.. klausīšanās – squish mierīgi – uzklausīt iebelzt par salīp hit koksni vāku. bet mans solis atpakaļ. viņš gaida vēl tagad. “Nopūta” aizverot durvis. Eli. .” senators teica. un iepazīstināja ar savu realitāti.” Es nevaru teikt par dažiem mani vārdi bija dzirdējis. Es apstājos pie priekšā. man teica. mitrās kājas. kā viņš iekāpa. tāpat kā sliktākā rokasspiediena viņš varētu kādreiz iesaistīties. un lēna atkāpšanās pret limuzīns. apsēdās limuzīns viņam blakus. netīrumus bez-roku. cik maz es varētu redzēt šo fedings gaismas. Nododot viņam manu dvieli. vadot savu sekotāju uz muguras. Eli. Viņš būs ļoti neatbildētos. vienatnē ar lietus. “Eli Dobriski? Senators Vīzentāla varētu runāt ar jums. viņa soļi pievienojās mans. kā es gaidīju. ~~~ “Tavs tēvs bija labs cilvēks. Un pirms laika aizmirsa sevi.konfrontējot viņu ar netīrumiem kravu rokas ārā. Izskatījās dziļi vērā viņa mirusi-acs sejas.
Bet ar mūsu uzvaru pār Eiropu. cik mēs esam bijuši draugi.. spēli mēs spēlēt ir aizgājuši pasaulē. caur brīvu informācijas plūsmu jūsu resursu atnes: Mēs ņems virsroku. pat tagad. Viņš atgriezās atbalsta un kopā mēs panācām daudz vairāk nekā tikai mūsu daļas” esmu kopā ar jums šodien. es esmu pārliecinājās viņš pārcēlās uz priekšu.” “Pēckara Vācija cieš šo likteni. jūs neesat daļa no “Es morāles operāciju kā jūsu tēvs bija. kā mūsu beidzot labi informēts bijušā prezidenta Hoover's turnejā. un tas būs ļoti neatbildētos mājās. Šajā piezīmju grāmatiņa ir Jūsu kontaktu numuri” “Tagad. Bet caur viņa informēšanas . tikko atklāja mums visiem. kad citi tikai neizdoties.Mēs gribētu zināms viens otru kopš Juridiskajā augstskolā. es zinu. tik ilgi. Tās tiek maldināti iedzīvotāji nāve ērtā likteni viņu pašu trūkumu darbībām ir celta uz tiem. un pat jūsu pazemīgs stacija atrodas Eiropas lietu varētu būt ļoti noderīga.. lai apdrošinātu šī vienošanās mīt-Ja jums mājās šovakar jūs atradīsiet spīdīgu jaunu teletaipa mašīnas sēž uz jūsu namdurvīm.
tieši tagad Ēli. “Mums nebūs sēdēt slinki ar. Šie krimināli ķīlnieku pilsoņi Vācijas. mēs. kas seko. viņi tagad liecina par balsi. Herberts Hoover izsaka mēs. Šodien. ir obligācijas. mēs esam liecinieki ir nežēlība tur. kas stāv kā tām vajadzētu būt pirms.” “Tā kā lielākā neveiksme ir mūsu pašu lielo depresiju darbojas šajā pašā dienā. Es gribu. cik svarīga ir šī vārda vien. par noziegumam un beidzas ne tikai viņu pašu dara. un skatīties kā vēl viens liels cilvēku slīdēšanu zem nabadzības viļņi. līdzi ne tikai savus bezcerīgi nākotni. ņem šo vārdu.” senators sacīja. Ja esat lietojis neko citu no šīs tikšanās Ēļa. norādot. bada un izmisuma. Ēli. kas atdala jūs no viņa. Mēs. manu logu viņa vadītāja joprojām saspiedušies zem jumta. sakot kā neviens cits nekad varētu būt agrāk. mūsu . gan nevainīgi un vainīgs līdzīgi. bet tās viņu bijušo ienaidnieku – mūsu sabiedrotie – kā arī.iespējām vien. lai jūs domājat par līdz. ka mūsu rīcība pirms nāvi un ciešanas miljoniem un tas mainīsies tagad. cieš viņu brūces kara. ir vienīgais vainīgais. kur mūsu spīts piepildīta samulsināt.
” . Dēlu.” “Mēs noteikt atšķirību. “Tagad ar padomju.” senators turpināja. un skatīties klusi katras jaunās paaudzes nevainība kļūst par nākamās paaudzes vainu. jauna veida karš ir dzimis no ciešanām darbina dezinformāciju viena pati. Viņu mēģinājums norobežoties nē saviem izsalkušiem kaimiņiem Rietumvācijā. Ar Maršala plāna. ir izrādījušies daudz vairāk izklaides nekā tika gaidīts. kas izbēguši no paaudzes pirms tam: Ka mēs ne sodīt nevainīgu līdzās vainīgs. lai noziegumu.” Es sēdēju vēl skatās lietus ārpus. kas tagad un atkal būt mūsu pašu darot neko ievērības cienīgs. kuri apkalpo šo karu informācijas ir ienesīgs tirdzniecības dezinformāciju. lai līdz sabiedroto varas pārstāvjiem.trūkums pozitīvu rīcību. lai nekad vairs nav izņēmums. ar informāciju un vienu balsi pasaules liecinieki mācība. “ciešanas savas pēckara trūkums. cīnījās ar valsts aģentūru propagandu. Mēs nevarēsim darīt to vēlreiz. un spiegu. lai novērstu. un izmisusi Vācija vairs nevar izmantot šo mērķi. tikai ierocis.
kuri paliek kas-the-zkasāt. kalpo man kā jūsu tēvs un mēs dosimies vietas var tikai sapņot.“Lai gan es esmu gatavs līdzdarboties šīs jaunās uzbrukumu. tas ir tikai tiem. līdz piezīmjdatoriem mīksta āda saistošs tagad satvēra stingri manā rokā. aiz kājas atpakaļ lietū.” Es paskatījos atpakaļ Senator acīs. ļaut manu skatienu dreifs pagātnē viņa ideāls smaids. Un es nebūs victimized ar mūsu centieniem panākt mieru un brīvību šajā pasaulē Dēlu. kas būs joprojām kontrolē šo patiesību. informācija caurule. . un ar vienu vilkt uz otru. Tas ir jūsu uzdevums.
kā Eiropa. attīrīta ar plauktiem un nomāc sabiedrotajiem Morgenthau plānu. Sadalīta divās. Pēckara rekonstrukciju Eiropā kavējas ap mums. Bads un nabadzība izplatību. lai sasniegtu šajā arvien vairāk nenotverams kalnu cietoksnis. gandrīz . beidza darbību kopumā. bez savas ražošanas bufervalsts turēt savus mašīnas kustībā. jo vietējie saspīlējums draudēja vilkt mūs prom uz svarīgākiem pienākumiem.003 – Nodaļa 4 Domāt S lepeni mīdīt Augsnes austrumiem Vācijā. divi gadi bija pagājuši kopš kara beigām un mūsu meklējumi sākumā.
1/2 no Vācijas iedzīvotāju bija jāiznīcina ar cīņu pret starptautisko palīdzības. īpaši attiecībā Krievijas devēja nežēlīgs iznīcināšanu nacisma.” Es zvaigznīte truli. kā līdzeklis. panākumi karājās bilancē. Eiropa sprigulis izmisumā. izraisot arvien tālu padomju okupācijas tās austrumu pusē. “Šis tiešām ir tas?” Es jautāju mūsu Lauks priekšnieks. Mēs esam pārāk vēlu. konstatējot sevi atpakaļ pie paša vietas. “Tas nav tik briesmīgi izslēdzams. Kalnu jūs meklējat ir tagad plato esam tikuši. Laiks tagad bija ierobežots. mūsu projekts turpina savu uzvaras gājienu. Kur ir kalns? Kur ir cietoksnis?” “Tie nav šeit vairs. lai novērstu šo paisumu depresijas inficēt savu kara plosītajā sabiedrībā joprojām ko drupās austrumos. kur mūsu meklējiet šī Svētais Grāls bija sācies pirms vairākiem gadiem. visā viņu okupētajās teritorijās. . Aģents Cholmer. Droši apmetnis ar šo satricinājumu. “Šis plakankalne ir pārsteidzoši mazāks kalns tāpat kā man bija sākotnēji bijis svins iedomāties. jo mūsu panākumi ierosināja nākamā kara apvārsni arvien ciešākas.
” mans skatiens noteikti sevi.Krievi. kas aptver Jūsu devu zem kalnu cietoksnī. Ar vissvarīgākais. ka “tiešām var notikt?” Viņa pamāja atpakaļ pedantisks. tas viss reģions bija tukšs no nevis militāri personāla.” “Skat. nekad jāskata vai svarīgākas dzirdējis no jauna. appludinātas ne tikai ar miljoniem savu karavīru pie kara nogalē bet miljoniem. kā viņa astes gar nezaudējot ritmu -.” ejot prom no savas ilgtermiņa aizdusu kolēģis. Ar savu vienīgo aculiecinieku – viņu gūstekņi – visi pēc tam nosūtīti uz Sibīriju. Redzēt šos riņķus. “tikai jautājums par darbaspēka. “tad krievi. viņi veido perfektu apli centrā šā plato. pēc kara.” es beidzu viņai domāju. kas pats par sevi ja garāks. izmantojot to tikko bija piespiedu darbs. “Šeit ir apskatīt šo ģeologs ziņojumu. ar karti rokā es vēlreiz pārbauda viņas faktus. par savu bijušo kalnu cietoksnis klints tikpat iespējams . dzēš šo karu devēja bojājumu tiesības kopā ar vēstures pati.” “Pārcelts kalnā. Pirmais nacisti. būtu izveidota kalna augstumu jūsu saikni bija to. tāpat kā pārējā mums.
Izmantoju šo iniciatīvu. pēc triumfa mūsu Berlīnes gaisa pārvadājumiem.” “Fantastisks!” Es iesaucos. Tur nekas šeit. Tie bija klaiņot grēksūdze pēckara padomju darbību.” *** Ar palēninājumu darbībai.pievienoties viņu galīgo gājienu. līdz neveiksmīgs kriminālās pēdējie vārdi sasniedza mūs. “Es neredzu.” labāk. ka Aģents Cholmer. grants katru jaunu ceļu un dzelzceļa likmēm par tūkstoš jūdzes uz austrumiem no šejienes. mēs apmetās uz arvien tumšāka “Vēl . kas attaisno turpmāku veikšanu saviem plāniem. ja vien uz šo brīdi un izrādījies diezgan garlaicīgi kā par vēlu. šī vietne pierāda savu pastāvēšanu. Jums nav nepieciešams kaut ko turpināt meklēt neko. Krievi bija atkāpies. kas Projektu Pro ect kavējās. Vēl vairāki gadi bija pagājuši kopš manas pēdējās brauciena saistītas ar šo projektu. kas noved mūs pie depozitārija krievu savākto noslēpumus. ja tikai psiholoģiski.
ar ko koordinē savu pārdomāšana par šo noslēpumaino roku dzelzi. es gaidīja savu ierašanos. bija vēlu. es lūdza vannas istabā. viņš norādīja uz kreiso pusi. tāpat kā izmisums kļuva par durvju s rokturis man.pilsētas. kā tuvojas ēna un mazinot gaismas. Ar aizņemto uzbrukumu komandas kustībā. kas apburošs vakariņas. un es ar savu vakariņām. Tai pat nebija . savukārt šobrīd. Ātri pagriešanās atpakaļ kasieris. Pagrieziena staigāt ārā. ~~~ “Vai ar to nepietiek?” Es jautāju kafejnīca kasieri. kādā nekaitīgs meklējat nelielu dzīvokli otrajā stāvā pāri ielai no mūsu misijas mērķi. kas mūsu ceļu uz leju šajā gaitenī uz durvīm beigās. rindu no tiem. es pamanīju līdz pašu divus vīrus man bija minēts iepriekš. Viņš pasmaidīja savu atbildi. Kāda kombinācija Grūdiens un pagriezieniem bija jāveic ātri aizbēgt? Es prātoju. Es manipulācijām ar durvīm s slēdzenes. mans radio cilvēks. kas bija Berlīnē. tagad skatoties pa logu uz kafejnīcā. draudēja traucēt manu plānu.
uz leju kāpnes kādreiz pret manu bēgšanu. es satver mūsu vakariņas saspringts. Vietne nāca.” sajaucot ar pūli. es pagriezās pagadās skaitīšanas drošās zonas. Skatos uz manu gultņiem.” padarot savu ceļu uz drošību ganāmpulka “atvainojiet. es sāku rādīt nosaka vienu eju pa durvīm citā sadaļā veikalā. es salēcās pāri ielai.aizslēgtas. Es izgāju ārā gatve atsāksies manu ceļu atpakaļ uz dzīvokli. “Atvainojos par mani. bet meklē kādu apstiprinājumu man bija ne tikai pagaidām paranojas. tiklīdz es lauza to redzes lokā. iepildīta savas . Reiz uz ielas. kas nozvejotas manu pēdējo žūksnis naudas. manas acis šautra manas panikas vienīgo patieso reģistru. Pa kreisi tad pa labi. ēna es baidījos parādījās kā cilvēks. uz pretējās aleja. Neskatījās atpakaļ. Izmanto apģērbu veikals. skatoties uz augšu un pa ielu. bez domāšanas virzienā tuvākā klastera liecinieku visā ielas. pagriezās uzreiz atver savu avīzi. Aiz manis. un es pazuda ārā priekšējo ielas ieejas. Otrais cilvēks. pretējā pusē. tirgus vai kādu lielu vākšana par kopējo tautas tas parādījās. es pārcēlos arvien dziļāk savā spuroties. un uzstāja.
Stūra durvis beigās nākamā kvartāla pamāja man priekšu. Mana elpa kļuva dziļi. brīvības raktuves zaudēt. “Paldies. ja tie pēc mani. taču ne aizdomīgiem rakstzīmes bija jāskata.biroja darbinieka rokās. nekad prātā pilns tie. ar divām kolonnām priekšā savā siltumnīcā skatlogā. ja tie nāk no. kuriem varētu būt skatīties mani. pāri ielai. kā es paskatījos pa kreisi uz pārdomām par bombardēja-kas pilsēta. kas bija Berlīnē. Ieķīlēšanu durvis aiz manis. Lai gan es gaidīju. noslēdzot darījumu. nekas nenāca. skatās uz veikalu atspoguļojums krustojuma man bija tikko ieradušies no aiz manis. kas redzēja tikai viņa neglīts cepuri un mētelis apmetnis mans neskaidra.” izvedot to pakaļdurvis. Tas ir. bailes pilnīgi norīts. tieši pie eja man bija izveidojušās nē brīža. . Es koncentrēta uz loga pārdomu meklēja labi tad aiz manis vairāk un atkal. es atklāju savu gultņiem un ātri gāja pāris kvartālu atpakaļ uz mūsu dzīvoklī. Es slēpa pat pret tiem. Pastiprināšanu piesardzīgi no manas slēpšanās vietas. es tecēja to zāli un starp rindu piegādes kravas automašīnu.
“mūsu pusdienas ir auksts. pāri ielai no Krievijas Depozitārija.Ar vakariņām vēl pakulas un neviens sliktāks par nodilumu. “jauku cepuri.” nododot viņam kafejnīca maisā “un jūsu karš ir sācies. Mr Cholmers pacēla acis.” Es atbildēju. Kā es aizvēru durvis. atzīmēt. es ievadiet mūsu plānās slēpts novērošanas posteni.” .
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and with this erase it all begin again.Summary An big adventure into not understand. ~~~ Beyond this bore town. where stand an not important letter between a brief time of peace and the freedom only war can bring. this series of mind short story. then they should leave no one ask why. explore the fine mean of the meaning-less mean over-look by know it-self. inside a plain building. agent of ally power. on a single file under a new erase. On the eve of the last day many-die and the morning of the next. . That they could. that they would. go that letter. need their truth begin a crusade beyond which lay a purpose-full war.
you will not find an not guide major who will agree with what should be done with it once it is there. the common physical group of we. think can-not be count. Where-ever we have come together in need of this thing: only rich. corrupt. Among a people who can whole-heart be made to drag any stone to the top of any hill. and trick there-of. travel far for cheap. dig fast and deep. among those thing which we do so great in number in. Because when think. . quiet and slave make. though no body or group ever made has think more free by more it number. more only make us strong. use. Yet if our history show any-thing more than our gross size for violent. it is sure that we can do more together than ever apart.Preface – Simple English S ad. The number of thing a group can do beyond the person is count-less: Together we hunt great and hold more. climb high for long.
and they will all agree if they will all just think like me. for they can not be wrong if they all agree.become the follow intellect enemy of a me. weak and not sure. stop them all. So they will unite. For where you were bad. they that are bound are not deny-able pure. but once they must fall it will be this Fragment Earth. .
” “No. sink Axis merchant vessel? Win the war for King and Country? It over mate you got here–” “Good Morning. Europe. I mean if the Thermopylae is a new submarine why are not we out there ply the ocean–” “And what Jameson. Any-thing to report?” . Lad.003 – Part 1 Watch – The North Sea. October 3. 1945 – “ M aybe. they just did not want to get it too wet.
” Clarry said sad.” I make to know. “have it back on my desk by breakfast– Has our cook join the alive?” “Another half an hour I should guess. Look at them. Clarry. not yet had my tea. Sir!” “Tone it down a notch. Sir. “Yes.” I said.” hand me the news-paper photo page. hunger .” “I would be alone if I did.” “Have a heart.“No new contact. “You'd think.” and see the honor. “some-thing more interest than no-thing would be go on here. “picture this time too.” he said caution. “more camps found then?” “Yes.” “Fair much.” “And the log.” he quiet present an equal empty sheet of paper.” “Be about your busy then– Is this my news-paper you have been read?” “Yes. hard bad. Sir. “We just got here and already you are into my gear? Fold it correct.
or even our own Irish. you will forget there is a game be play.” I damn. that you have yet to see the big picture. World War One. You want to walk around with the weight of the world on you. more than a million. just for be Christian – or so we are told – but most it was just for be.” “This is war. It is like this every few year. then war is your game. Clarry. feel help-less and sorry for any-one with a story to tell. “The Armenian.” Clarry look up as though the light behind me held his truth. and never forget your do is to know why. the Ukrainian. which is why they call it war. the Turk want them off their land so they kill the major of them in need of such. It was not each one fair not right. draw your own said. If you spend too much time watch one card.” . The big thing is that you take note of these event from every source maybe. “You are as not know as the day is long. with-out lose focus on the maybe.to the bone they are. Bad thing happen. Just because it happen yesterday do not make it any less big than the Armenian.
pause to adjust the map on my table. “are we be watch?” “Safe to think we are than not.” “No-thing do.“Not that war is need.” he ask with a note of panic.” Jameson said in. Stalin hunger ten million Ukrainian to death in the name of his Socialist reform. “Back in the thirty. ship us all we could eat while more than a million of their own died of hunger.” Clarry focus.” Jameson said. “Captain.” I do. And.” Clarry said. Either way. Ireland. while to them. Homosexual and Jew it say . “but hard our fine hour either.” “Sure. I should think a neutral court would have found us both bad. we had no-thing to do with that. “Our Russian counter-part on the shore there would have said–” “Our counter-part. “Said the Ukrainian hunger.” I said. duck his head back behind my newspaper. we had a hand in on. “Marxist. “as not intent.” I continue.” “I never think of it quite like that. remember the Irish potato hunger– Capitalist Ireland.
it say.. Clarry.” I said.these were. any other choice into a honor it never was. But the Martyr legend walk in with eyes steady and heart pure focus on the future their give afford those that would follow their example.” “Martyr they were then.. in the face of those that live to ideal and over-come from their loss. Not until we have not understood the lesson. that other might give their own . are push. or stab. Hitler. So. Clarry. with-out regard for them-self. they die for what they choose in?” “So we are to choose. those they were to murder– Social bad choose to be politic not rely-able to the Nazi cause.” “Nobody walk into a sword will: they fall on it. where after belief change the value of their not able to see any other opt.” “Who. Sir?” “No. “we would have had us learn had we been them– A Martyr is choose to be one whose death more make that which they stood against. Their death mark a victory fail. Goering and Goebbels?” “No.
what was behind them. which in force on other. just another bully push people around. They fail.” “But is there any-thing wrong with be Marxist?” “So long as your do are not each one sly not enemy. a . the Nazi make an not substance belief system.will to them in the name of their legend. you become as they all were. there is no-thing wrong with be any-thing. They fail to know what was in front of them. more see the depth of their fail as though a noble fruit lay at it end. Their lesson is one of fail. but by the beauty of legend. They all fail.” “Drag every-one else along with them. to act base on bad opinion became that which once slave them. You can choose the sky is green.” “That the Legend of the Martyr. “wish-full think on the good of it tell?” “Much like the Marxist they not like. but as soon as you force an not support belief onto other. what was make across the sea.” “The legend of Martyr is a lesson after and above the fact?” Ask Jameson. Jameson.
and any-thing beyond that is as you say forbid. or the future give it afford it maker. could move above their lesson. “We see what we are told we can see. “They were not successfull Clarry.” said Clarry. as our: That they die for what we choose in. No one even see there is a game. not their. Sir?” “That what I did. they are the would be profit of murder. and who go to stop them? No one see the legend make game.noble example base in our truth. there are no will Martyr. did not work out the way I had hope and if any-thing can be learn from this.” I step back. they are all just dead. is some-one worse than even those that murder them.” “Such a think is forbid. they are dead. not spoke.” “But their lesson. it is that I could only hope other would over-come by not repeat my not able to survive.” “The glory of Martyr is the gate-way by .” “And any-one try to tell you they are more than dead. No one would ever question the honor of the dead.
we are not Martyr.” I lean in.which the live invite the near dead. “we are just dead. to survive every day. for all who would like their fail to survive.” “No. into a choice-less life base in the opinion of belief.” . Never forget our fail to adapt and you would learn the lesson I would have had you learn: You do not have to thrive every day.
They gave the Danzig watch to the British of all people. “we need our own submarine!” . my Master?” “Three guess.003 – Part 2 Listen “ W hat! Why would they do that? – This was our idea! How could our boys not be on the job– Spare me your broke record!” He slam the phone down. Cholmers.. and you just know they are up there get all the glory while we wait for scrap here at the end of the table.” think big said for me.. Damn it all. “Who was that. how did this happen?” “Sub-contract.
Second-hand calm have no one to tend to them.. Not this bad second-hand calm we have seen since the end of the war.” life drain from the Boss' face. which I began as casual as maybe.S. with us as it keep. and still edge back. “I am aware of that idea. I will leave pay that one up to you– We are not here for no-thing! If we do not have some-thing worth look into.” he fan his hand.” I said now half-way across the room. sign my exit.” I do quick much that I might not be heard at all.“Cute. – “We are the C.” “You have a point you know. seal my fate. “that rage across the land. “Yes. to create more matter for us to be know about. so they can take action that matter. . We are here to create know that matter for men that matter. now.A. but there can-not always be some-thing for us to do now can there?” The Boss move notice-able. why are we still here?” “That is exact how it start. “Strategy Service.I. not just the weak O. An know wild-fire.” – until my enemy person tell my escape.S. people may start ask why we are here at all.
“and there never not been a war on somewhere. that it was just too much work to both be at war one day and not the next.” he yell me back. should not we have been sent home with the soldier?” “Our job are not idea. it is only one that make the other.” I felt my shoe hit the door behind me. I made my escape down the long clear hall of Center Intelligent.” “Raise a good army is not some-thing that can be done simply. These are not the Dark-age. we got by these lean peace year change only our size. And if you do not want your job to become history.“is only apply-able during war-time.” I move with the door handle. but even that be more than was okay. “You ask me. and as time past it was general see. It is simply too much cost to have war. Begin. where often I lost both lost in think . “You need to find us some-thing to do!” Leave that kettle to stew. where-as eternal war ask little more than agree of the not end people we have suffer since time dawn. and then too just not have war. Army are not sent home. or cheap.
On that day our game change as we. found our-self with a front row seat to man dark hour. give it much steam and the abused will always become the abuser.. master will always make then hunt their own enemy to die. ~~~ “We could build a better world if only we had much body. bad of every-thing they once said their own master of. Our begin need. same in control of everything and no-thing.and direction.. The danger lie in how many . Or was it a power call mad?” “They were not hunt for what they were.” I make.” he ignore. We had spent years perfect their destroy and as all our plan fell together. day after day.. draw our look. “they were hunt for what they were not. “Just some-thing the postman once said deliver news-paper.” state Jameson. “Germany our enemy. back in the Great War. A mad call power he said it was. year after year. If with bullet or brain wash. “you know the page on page of death notice that came. Reverse the table tomorrow. their all fell apart.” our only focus for so long this is where I began again..
” “But–” “Do not let me think for you. poor is a word I should think their prisoner would ready dispute.” he said.” “Even Sir. They have fill them with their politic not rely-able prisoner. mobile execute squad.” Finish look over the photo. “what a bad way to go. they have their camp. but they survive. not treat poor.” “Person govern mass-hysteria.they push to their cause. “but hunger to death. gas chamber.” “Kill pit. that damn hard to have to watch. change to their end.” “Well. hunger though. slave and murder that they them-self might live to the end of that day.. They are not hunger to death. factory of death. I hand the page back to Clarry. Clarry. “a many-die effort amount to the great system kill of human in all history. but were the American ever bomb relent-less? The Japanese . give in their name. Know the American though.” I said. other-wise free people rob of their basic right..
have rarely. “to win the fascist race.” Cookie snap to full attend.” I said turn to walk out. if ever. been wait there long?” “Do not forget us not cure-able.. the way the American and our own boys did in Germany.. “and tell– Good Morning Cookie.” “So. from on high. but if you would like–” “Any-one who was not them. mark a ..” I smile up look at his hand. now give me that paper.” with his hand held level.” “Me and mine?” Ask Jameson. Captain– over-slept again.” “Would be a far other world if they did not.” “It fail to make said of you actual.. have the same able to rain down hell. you will cure your not know on some-one else duty. “You must be at least this big. Sir!” “When the balloon go up. Sir. The rule change. arm thrust up in the fascist manner. And the light go out.” “We hit them good. it should have said. “They should not.
I think. “no matter how large than life you are? You will always measure up short. and bent my brain around the thing at hand.. “How do one state the clear with-out say a word?” The next fight – against the Soviet – was go to be awful slow in get here and we had to need it on come. 'Project:' the label joke me with it scary empty. as my aim-less lost move into the common of move make. and ask.. I ignore my slip grip in a blink. broke his attend smile back.” ~~~ There is some-thing to that. feed the space it own word as I wrote.. lift a new folder from my drawer. your usual food will suit me just fine.height he could never make.” Cookie. “Hey. This is where most story . Two ally warrior straddle their over-come enemy. “Project: Project. “can I interest any-one in our carrot on a string for breakfast?” “No thanks.. Where is our peace bridge crusade? I puzzle. The title can wait.” I sat down.” “Let see. that my desk.
If I know social..fade to black. Sure though these ally have a anger.” I said. I was out in the car the whole time while my father was in talk with the Senator.. With their problem solve there is no-thing left to be done. there will be one of each flavor: . “but I only saw the two last time I was there.” Arie say. “He one step ahead of me. “Maybe one has some-thing the other do not?” ~~~ “There were three of them. I would never get past the butler. but what?” I think while erase the 'j' from the extra Project. I look do at his trick goings-on.” “Good look?” Ask Arie. “jealousy make the world go around– Now you say there are three of them. switch the phone to the other ear. across the aisle. Mr.” “Not even allow inside?” “No. as my phone said. Cholmers.” “So what your plan?” “Jealousy! Perfect!” Burst. “I real only got a look.
near not visible and each will think they are the other– Take whoever come first.” Arie said. ignore any-one else. Play this game right and you will have them all. “Only if they are not secure. accept-able.” . The solve to and cause of all their worry. “Their great need and weak.” “Play to one asks the rest?” I ask.over-bear.
it can-not be an issue of volume. but had we miss some-thing. but what?” “From the report I have seen.” “They have some-thing we should have..... Too clear.003 – Part 3 We “ T hey have some-thing we do not have.” “We have some-thing they should have. we got every-thing.. “The Russian have take more from Germany than we have.” I think. That is better. it .” If their lay a make answer to Project Pro ect. It must be some-thing exact. hunch in close to my catch file stop idea escape.... No.
some random Joe. Cholmers. Common.” and those file held the key to see what that was. lost by a house steal silverware. duck the Secretary look. I shed paper all the way. The small had the most interest discover by far. off like a rocket up the stairs. “The Soviet have some-thing we need. I move.would be in the soldier meet file. “Boss!” “Yes. “Boss!” In by the door of his out office. The Bavarian Fort!” . would come up with plan to a ballistic missile submarine or some mechanic of big. *** Weeks pass as I read talk after talk of person from the war. “got what?” “The Mountain Fort from which Hitler made his last stand– Some-thing the Russian have which we do not. did you?” “I got it!” He smile nervous. These people hid thing in the darn place. so I never stop the tough stuff as it was always a good read. *** And there it is.
we have look. It is bad. a Holy Grail!” He said fan his one free hand. the real fort is not even in Germany as we know it today.. The Berghof. “and we have never found. All they ever found was Hitler mountain-top home. which over time happy all know and the two myth of Alpine and Bavarian Fort fade into one. with it rather big underground fort. think that was not it at all. It is in the land the Bavarian .” he damn. This Fort. but–” “Precise. now have we?” “We are not even sure one exist. just as you say. “except one small fact: The Bavarian Fort is not in Bavaria.” “But this was never The Great South Fort from which the Nazi might make their last fight..“Bavaria is already in our hand.” I said.” I said. lead to a field search of Bavaria and report stack so high no one will ever bother us again. Which we late mean to be the Alpine Fort we had heard so much chat about. “with team of people. “out-side a single less-than-clear report from one of our soldier. but–” “Cholmers.
as my binocular show me a less-than-spectacular crowd. Half an hour pass. “Come on. I look at their show. which should not be too hard to fix. “Now more big than it place. like Soviet-occupy Bohemian..” “Just as you say. should we have a good reason for want them?” “You mean more than– I should not think so. show me some honor.” The Boss raise an eye-brow. some-thing we can have. and my service end found it faith-full few move from this rain anger. I had not guess any-thing too big but this was small. The maybe of their exist is all we need for hope to see ever favor-able on our move. “because none of that stop my point. talk people but see none. to the east.” I make quiet of those happy. Czechoslovakia.. slide up by the brush two hundred yard out. all except one soul. are the plan.people were push out of time ago. hold around my open grave. I focus in on his . my Master.” ~~~ “I always knew I would see me dead and bury.” I think aloud.” he smile on me.
to the lone statue at the foot of the open grave. I stop far much away that I might be anyone pay my honor and stood there.” I sigh. “these shoes will be ruin.” This had better be worth my while. but the shadow made no move of my self: be. hope point-less this might make some react.” it stop just short of my grave. but their quiet said alone push me on. as I made my way stand under umbrella. “That no hearse. ~~~ “Look at this. though he look more like a butler I not knew. No matter my care-full step. this car roll not for me. still stand in the not belief we both now share for the black limousine pull to the curb beyond. I could feel the water I fear seep into my sock. “who could this be?” My burst smile ask it-self as a man step out.fade shadow. My know leave him in need of this sight purpose. my bad look back at the car dark window try to say. A driver it appear to be. think sure he had to have heard my soggy foot-step. step care-full around this pour rain puddle. I focus in on him. .
I could stand idle no long. make down on my own neverless-secure time. past the soak figure still look death into the grave. like the worst hand-shake he might ever join. I step two step close. I reach down. Look deep into his dead-eye face. pause for a minute. he is wait even now. wet feet. Still no motion. Step forward. but my step back. con-front him with dirt hold hand held out. No move came. listen – squish quiet – to hear the thump of the clump hit the wood of the lid. what little I could see in this fade light. I stop at the front. Dobriski?” I ask the statue. told me I could do no more. “Eli Dobriski?” I wait. look back at the limousine. and slow go to the limousine.” I can-not say for sure my word were heard. “Mr. think this is what I am go to hell for.mourn. look into the grave. And before time forgot it-self. guide my follow . dirt-freehand. before exhale over the slow rain. and present my real. grab a huge hand-full of dirt and finish my motion with a step back. “Eli Dobriski? Senator Wiesenthal would speak with you. feel the weight it bore. his step join mine.
close the door.” the Senator said as I sat down in the limousine side him. We know each other since Law School. in this note-book are your contact number. “Sigh. Hand him my towel as he step in. Eli.” “Now. I ask. and this will be much miss at home. and even your low station with-in . I made sure he move ahead. But with our victor over Europe.to the back. Look over into his bright eyes.” ~~~ “Your father was a good man. I know you are not part of duty Happy Make as your father was. as I wait. Eli. the game we play has gone global. for as long as we have been friend. alone with the rain for how long. He will be much miss. “was he?” “Your father and I had a special relation. he return the favor and together we make far more than the sum of our part.” “I am here with you today to insure this ask live on– When you get home tonight you will find a shiny new Teletype machine sit on your door-step.
not all their own do. where other only fail. . is the bond that divide you from him. as our final well-inform past President Hoover tour. point out my window at his driver still stand under umbrella. If you take no-thing else from this meet Eli. “We will not sit idle by and watch as yet another great people slip below the wave of poor.” the Senator said. Eli. say as no other ever could have before. take that word. we. for a crime and an end. by the free flow of know your matter bring: We will good.” “As the great fail of our own great hunger act on this very day. Those crime hostage people of Germany. It dumb people poor at the easy fate their own not of action have make on them. We.” “Postwar Germany suffer this fate even now. has just make to us all. that our action come the death and suffer of million and this will change now. they now make see to a voice which stand as they should have before. Herbert Hoover convey we. But by his know do alone. I want you to think about the big of that word alone.European Affair could be of great use.
a new type of war is born out of suffer fuel bad information alone. Their try to far them-self from their hunger neighbor in West Germany. for never again has no except. and watch quiet as each new time good become the next time bad. with know and one voice the world see a lesson which escape the time before it: That we will not hurt the good along-side the bad.” “We make the differ. We will not do it again. Today. “suffer their own postwar bad.” the Senator say. is the only enemy. the only weapon. to a crime that will now and again be our own for do no-thing note-worth to stop. the hunger and bad that follow. have be far more entertain than was guess for the agent of Ally power. right now Eli. where our spite fill mad. carry with them not just their own hope-less future but those of their past enemy – our ally – as well. “Now with the Soviet. suffer their wound of war. and a poor Germany can no long serve this end. we are see an bad there. our not of good action.” I sat still look at the rain out-side.both good and bad alike. With the Marshall Plan. Son. fought by .
serve me as your father did and we will go place you can only dream. Son.govern agency of lie. it is only those who be in-the-know. let my see drift past his perfect smile. and the spy who serve this war of know wild trade in bad information. down to the note-book soft leather bind now hold firm in my hand. who will be in control of this truth. and with a single pull of the other.” I look back into the Senator eyes. This is your do. . know path. follow my feet back into the rain.” “Though I am a will agree in this new war. And I will not be victim by our plan to bring peace and freedom to this world.
Split in two.003 – Part 4 Think T rick walk the soil east of Germany in need of this ever more gone mountain fort. as local tense make to pull us away to more big duty. stop to move as a whole. as Europe. near half of Germany people was to be kill by the stop of . Hunger and bad spread. Postwar reconstruct of Europe delay around us. with-out it industry heart-land to keep it machine in motion. strip to the shelf and stop by the Ally Morgenthau Plan. two year had pass since the end of the war and the begin of our move.
We are too late. Agent Cholmers. “that can real happen?” . give the Russian kill of Nazi. have not only with million of their own soldier at war end. win hung in the balance. Where is the mountain? Where is the fort?” “They are not here any-more. “It is not so hard idea.international food. The Russian. win move the next war horizon ever close. lead to an more far Soviet take of it east half as a mean of stop this tide of hunger from their own war-torn society still lay in ruin to the east. “This flat is surprise less mountain like than I had begin been lead to think. find my-self back at the very spot where our search for this Holy Grail had begun some year ago. The Mountain you are look for is now the flat we stand on. through-out their take land. our project. “This real is it?” I ask our Field Chief. Safe cloak by this bad.” I stare blank. but million of–” “Move the mountain. Europe live in bad.” I finish her think. Time was now limit.
like the rest of us. First the Nazi. “I do not see that. make their new found force labor. With it only eye-witness – their prisoner – all then ship to Siberia. this site be it exist. erase this war damage right along with history it-self. never to be seen or more big heard from again. around your under mountain fort.” “Even better.” – walk away from my long-wind friend.” my look make it-self. which it-self if tall. would have form a hill the height your soldier had it at. “Here have a look at this person report. this entire land was empty of not military person. follow the war. Agent Cholmers.” “See. “just a matter of man-power. There no-thing here. See these ring.” “Good!” I exclaim. they form a perfect circle at the center of this flat. need the . as she tail along with-out lose a beat – “then the Russian. With most big.She nod back happy. with map in hand I check her fact. gravel every new road and rail for a thousand mile east of here. the rock of your past mountain fort just as like join their final march.
if only mind. Take this begin. out fetch food. Turn to walk out. while present. With war team in motion.” *** With a slow down in work. ~~~ “Is that much?” I ask the cafe cashier. You do not need something to look for no-thing. was late. I notice the same two men I had note before. The Russian had go. Project Pro ect stop.more need of it plan. follow the honor of our Berlin Air-lift. They were a confuse said of postwar Soviet plans that lead us to a place of Russian hold secret. now look in by the window of the cafe. in an ignore look small apartment on the second floor across the street from our goal. my radio man. He smile my answer. until an bad crime last word reach us. Quick turn back to the . I await their come. we go into the ever dark city that was Berlin. if only for the time and be rather bore as of late. Some more year had pass since my last trip of this project.
“Pardon me. A second man. I step out into the alley-way continue my way back to the apartment. Once on the street. just as luck turn the door handle for me. It was not even lock. look up and down the street. into the other alleyway. I ask for the bath-room. make bad my plan.cashier. and I with my food made our way down that hall-way to a door at the end. Not look back again. the shadow I fear move as a man. a market or some large hold of common person it appear. What meet of jab and turn were have to make a quick escape? I think as a shadow. my eyes move my panic only true fact.” make my way into the safe of the herd. he point to the left. Left then . I turn casual count safe harbor. turn fast open his news-paper. a row of them. I move ever deep into it size. Behind me.” same with the crowd. “excuse me. and push with-out think to the close group of people across the street. while look for some mean I was not just be fear. I grip our food tight. I move with the door lock. a less of light with which to plan my think of these mystery locks.
My breath grew deep. look into the store reflect of the intersect I had just come from behind me. I focus on the window reflect look right then behind me over and again. as I look left into the reflect of the bombed-out city that was Berlin. . Step caution out of my hide place. across the street. “Thank you. I began run down one aisle by a door into another part of the store. no-thing came. This is where they will come from if they were follow me. as soon as I broke their line of sight. seal the deal. Look around for my make. with two column in front of it glass-house display window. A corner door at the end of the next block call me on.right. A use clothe store. The store-front came. I hid up against them. I jump across the street. down a staircase ever to my escape. got my last wad of cash. on the other side. stuff into it clerk hand.” move out their back-door. and I run out the front street entrant. I ran down their alley and between a row of deliver truck. but no bad person were to be seen. Stop the door behind me. right at the alley-way I had move from. Though I wait. which saw only his ugly hat and coat cloak my move.
“and your war has begun. said.” hand him the cafe bag. ever mind full of those who might be watch me. Mr. “our food is cold. fear fully swallow. As I close the door.” I said. “nice hat. With food still in tow and none the worse for wear.” . Cholmers look up. I found my make and quick walk the few block back to our apartment. I enter our thin hide look post.freedom mine to lose. across the street from the Russian place.
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Fragment Earth Conception Episode 003 Cold Concept “Is Easy To Do” English Edition .
explores the finer meaning of the meaningless meanings overlooked by understanding itself.Summary An epic adventure into misunderstanding. where stands an insignificant letter between a brief moment of peace and the freedom only war can bring. ~~~ Beyond this boring town. inside a plain building. That they could. justifying their truth begin a crusade beyond which lay a purposeful war. that they would. and with this eraser it all begins again. then they should leaving no one asking why. goes that letter. this series of psychological short stories. . on a single file under a new eraser. On the eve of the last genocide and the morning of the next. agents of allied power.
dig faster and deeper. Yet if our history exhibits anything more than our gross capacity for violence. among those tasks which we excel so greatly in numbers in. more only makes us stronger. travel farther for cheaper. thinking cannot be counted. usury. corruption.Preface – English S adly. Among a people who can wholeheartedly be convinced to drag any stone to the top of any hill. though no body or group ever assembled has thought more freely by increasing its number. and deception thereof. The number of tasks a group can excel beyond the individual is countless: Together we hunt greater and gather more. Wherever we have come together in pursuit of this task: only decadence. climb higher for longer. stagnation and subjugation ensue. you will not find an unguided majority who will agree with . it is surely that we can do more together than ever apart.
the familiar physical grouping of we. Because when thinking. for they can't be wrong if they all agree. So they'll unite. weak and unsure. but once they must fall it'll be this Fragment Earth. . they that are bound are undeniably pure. defying them all. becomes the followed intellectual tyranny of a me.what should be done with it once it is there. and they'll all agree if they'll all just think like me. For where you were fallible.
Europe. Anything to report?” . sinking Axis merchant vessels? Winning the war for King and Country? It's over mate you got here–” “Good “And Morning. they just didn't want to get it too wet. October 3.003 – Chapter 1 Watch – The North Sea. I mean if the Thermopylae is a new submarine why aren't we out there plying the oceans–” what Jameson.” “No. 1945 – “ M aybe. Lads.
“You'd think.” “Be about your business then– Is this my newspaper you've been reading?” “Yes. terribly gruesome.” he silently presented an equally empty sheet of paper.” I replied. “have it back on my desk by breakfast– Has our cook joined the living?” “Another half an hour I should expect.” Clarry replied stoically.“No new contacts.” “I'd be alone if I did. “Yes.” he replied cautiously. not yet had my tea. Sir.” handing me the newspaper's photo page. Clarry.” .” “Fair enough. “pictures this time too. “more camps found then?” “Yes.” “And the log. “We just got here and already you are into my gear? Fold it correctly. Sir!” “Tone it down a notch. “something more interesting than nothing would be going on here.” I yielded to curiosity.” and seeing the respect.
World War One. Sir.” I condemned. starved to the bone they are. The important thing is that you take note of these events from every source possible. just for being Christian – or so we are told – but mostly it was just for being. you will forget there is a game being played. the Ukrainians. that you have yet to see the bigger picture.” Clarry looked up as though the light behind me held his truth. without losing focus on the possibility. It was neither fair nor right. Just because it happened yesterday does not make it any less important than the Armenians. Horrible things happen. “The Armenians. Look at them. which is why they call it war. “You are as ignorant as the day is long. the Turks wanted them off their lands so they slaughtered the majority of them in pursuit of such. draw your own conclusion. or even our own Irish. and never forget your role is to understand why. Clarry. You want to walk around with the weight of the world on your shoulders. feeling helpless and sorry for .“Have a heart.” “This is war. If you spend too much time watching one card. more than a million.
“Our Russian counterparts on the shore there would have described–” “Our counterparts.” I resumed.” I continued.” “Surely. Ireland. shipping us all we could eat while more than a million of their own died of starvation.” Jameson responded. “Back in the thirties. Either way.” “Nothing intentional. remember the Irish potato famine– Capitalist Ireland.” Clarry focused.” I said. “are we being watched?” “Safer to assume we are than not. “Described the Ukrainian starvation. Stalin starved ten million Ukrainians to death in the name of his Socialist reform. we had a hand in on. And.” he asked with a note of panic. “but hardly our finest hour either. pausing to adjust the maps on my table. we had nothing to do with that. then war is your game.” Jameson chimed in. while to them. “Captain. I should think a neutral court would have .” “Not that war is required.anyone with a story to tell. It's like this every few years. “as unintentional.
where after belief changes the value of their inability to see any other option. Goering and Goebbels?” “No. ducking his head back behind my newspaper. . Sir?” Clarry. Homosexuals and Jews it says these were. those they were to murder– Social deviants believed to be politically unreliable to the Nazi's cause.” Clarry said.found us both culpable..” “Nobody walks into a sword willingly: “No. Not until we've misunderstood the lesson. So. Their death punctuates a victorious failure. Clarry. they died for what they believed in?” “So we are to believe.” “I never thought of it quite like that.” “Who.” “Martyrs they were then. “we'd have had us learn had we been them– A Martyr is believed to be one whose death further defines that which they stood against. any other choice into a triumph it never was. it says. in the face of those that survive to idealize and benefit from their loss.. “Marxists. Hitler.” I said.
But the Martyr's legend walks in with eyes steady and heart purely focused on the future their sacrifice affords those that would follow their example. to act based on overwhelming opinion became that which once oppressed them. without regard for themselves.” “The legend of Martyrdom is a lesson after and above the facts?” Asked Jameson.they fall on it. there is nothing wrong with being anything. just another bully pushing .” “But is there anything wrong with being Marxist?” “So long as your practices are neither insidious nor hostile. but as soon as you force an unsupported belief onto others. the Nazis invented an unsubstantiated belief system. or stabbed. You can believe the sky is green. are pushed. “wishful thinking on the behalf of its tellers?” “Much like the Marxists they opposed. further plumbing the depths of their failure as though a noble fruition lay at its end. that others might sacrifice their own will to them in the name of their legend. you become as they all were. which in forcing on others.
they're all just dead.” “And anyone trying to tell you they are more than dead. They failed to understand what was in front of them. it is that I could only hope others would benefit by not repeating my inability to survive.” “But their lesson.” the Legend of the Martyr. there are no willing Martyrs. “They weren't successful Clarry. could emerge above their lesson. a noble example based in our truths. what was brewing across the seas. and who's going to stop them? No one sees the legend making . is someone worse than even those that murdered them. They all failed. Sir?” “That what I did. they are dead. Their lesson is one of failure. did not work out the “That's way I had hoped and if anything can be learned from this. but through the impunity of legend.” “Dragging everyone else along with them.” I stepped back. what was behind them. not theirs. They failed. they are the would be profiteers of murderers.people around. as ours: That they died for what we believe in. Jameson.
No one even sees there is a game.” I leaned in. we're not Martyrs. “We see what we are told we can see. No one would ever question the integrity of the dead. into a choiceless life based in the opinion of belief. “we're just dead. Never forget our failure to adapt and you would learn the lesson I would have had you learn: You do not have to thrive every day. to survive every day. for all who would admire their failure to survive.” “No.” . unspoken.” “Such a thought is forbidden.” said Clarry. or the future sacrifice it affords its makers.game. and anything beyond that is as you say forbidden.” “The glorification of Martyrdom is the gateway by which the living invite the nearly dead.
They gave the Danzig watch to the British of all people. and you just know they're up there getting all the glory while we wait for scraps here at the end of the table.003 – Chapter 2 Listen “ W hat! Why would they do that? – This was our idea! How could our boys not be on the job– Spare me your broken record!” He slammed the phone down.. “Who was that.” inspiration's audacity . Damn it all. my Liege?” “Three guesses. how did this happen?” “Subcontracting. Cholmers..
” I said now halfway across the room. which I began as casually as possible. I'll leave funding that one up to you– We are not here for nothing! If we do not have something worth looking into. Secondhand trickles require no one to tend to them.” life drained from the Boss' face.” he fanned his hands. people may start asking why we are here at all. with us as its tenders. so they can take actions that matter. now. to create more matters for us to be concerned about. signaling my exit..” “You have a point you know. why are we still here?” “That is exactly how it starts. not just the whimpering O.said for me.S.” – until my traitorous ego betrayed my escape. and still edging backwards. – “We are the C. “Yes. “we need our own submarines!” “Cute. An information wildfire.A. Not this dismal secondhand trickle we've seen since the end of the war. “I am aware of that theory. We are here to create information that matters for men that matter.I. but there cannot always be something for us to do now can there?” .S. “that rages across the land.
whereas eternal war asks little more than participation of the unending masses we've suffered since time dawned.” he bellowed me backwards. but even that proved more than was tolerable.” I continued quickly enough that I might not be heard at all. we got through these lean peace years changing only our capacity.The Boss shivered noticeably. it is only one that tempers the other. sealing my fate. “is only applicable during wartime. It's simply too expensive to have wars. shouldn't we have been disbanded with the troops?” “Our jobs are not theory. or cheaply. and as time ripened it was generally recognized. “You ask me.” a competent army is not something that can be done simply. “and there's never not been a war on somewhere. that it was just too much work to both be at war one day and not the next.” I fiddled with the door's handle. Initially. And if you do not want your job to become history. “Strategic Service. Armies are not disbanded. These aren't the Dark-Ages. “You need to find us something to do!” “Raising .” I felt my shoe hit the door behind me. and then too just not have wars.
“you know the pages upon pages of death notices that came. back in the Great War.. simultaneously in control of everything and nothing.” our only focus for so long this is where I began again. On that day our game changed as we. I made my escape down the long sterile halls of Central Intelligence. Or was it a power called madness?” “They were not hunted for what they were. Reverse the tables . A madness called power he said it was.” stated Jameson.. drawing our stare. theirs all fell apart.. ~~~ “We could build a better world if only we had enough bodies.Leaving that kettle to stew.” he dismissed. “they were hunted for what they were not.. “Just something the postman once said delivering newspapers.” I interjected. where often I wandered both lost in thought and direction. found ourselves with a front row seat to man's darkest hour. We had spent years perfecting their destruction and as all our plans fell together. day after day. “Germany's tyrannies. Our original mandate. year after year.
” “But–” “Don't let me think for you. guilty of everything they once reproached their own oppressors of. I handed the page back to Clarry. manipulate to their ends. gas chambers. “a genocidal menagerie amounting to the greatest systematic slaughter of humans in all history. radicals will always define then hunt their own fanatics to extinction. “but starved to death.. The danger lies in how many they infect toward their cause. give it enough steam and the abused will always become the abuser.” he said.. Clarry. Whether with bullets or brain washings. enslave and murder that they themselves might live to the end of that day.” pits.tomorrow. that's damned demoralizing to have to watch. sacrifice in their name.” “Individually governed mass-hysteria. they have . mobile execution squads. hunger though. “Killing Consider the Americans though.” I suggested.” Finished looking over the photos. “what a horrible way to go. factories of death.
Captain– overslept again. otherwise free citizens robbed of their basic rights. “and tell– Good Morning Cookie.. but they survive.” “Would be a far different world if they did not. been waiting there long?” “Don't forget us incurables. poorly is a relative term I should think their prisoners would readily dispute. They've filled them with their politically unreliable prisoners.their camps. The rules change. from on high.” I said turning to walk out. now give me that paper.. but were the Americans ever bombed relentlessly? The Japanese have rarely.” “Me and mine?” Asked Jameson. And the lights go out.” “We hit them good.” “Indeed Sir.” “Well. possessed the same ability to rain down hell.” . “They should not. the way the Americans and our own boys did in Germany. Sir!” “When the balloons go up. They are not starved to death. you'll cure your ignorance on someone else's watch. if ever.. nor treated poorly. Sir..
marking a height he could never achieve.“It failed to make mention of you actually. “to win the fascist's race. and asked. “How does one state the obvious without saying a word?” The next fight – against the Soviets – was going to be awfully slow in getting here and .” “So. “can I interest anyone in our carrot on a string for breakfast?” “No thanks.” I smiled up inquisitively at his hand.” Cookie. arm thrust up in the fascist's manner. “You must be at least this big. broke his attention smiling back. as my aimless wander progressed into the familiarity of mission making.” ~~~ There is something to that. I thought. but if you would like–” “Anyone who wasn't them. it should have said. “no matter how larger than life you are? You will always measure up short.” Cookie snapped to full attention. your usual gruel will suit me just fine.” with his hand held level.
The title can wait. “but I only saw the two last time I was there. I dismissed my slipping grip in a blink. feeding the space its own word as I wrote.. “I really only caught a glimpse..” “Good looking?” Asked Arie. Surely though these allies have a gripe. “Hey. lifting a new folder from my drawer.we had to justify it on arrival..” I said. and bent my brain around the task at hand... switching the phone to the other ear. This is where most stories fade to black. I was out in the car the whole time while my father was . but what?” I wondered while erasing the 'j' from the superfluous Project. that's my desk. With their problems solved there is nothing left to be done. Where is our peace bridging crusade? I puzzled. 'Project:' the label ambushed me with its daunting emptiness.” “Let's see. Two allied warriors straddling their vanquished foe.. “Project: Project. “Maybe one has something the other does not?” ~~~ “There were three of them.” I sat down.
forgoing anyone else. “Only if they're insecure. I'd never get past the butler. “jealousy makes the world go around– Now you say there are three of them. there will be one of each flavor: overbearing.” “Not even allowed inside?” “No.in talking with the Senator.” Arie continued. The solution to and cause of all their worries. Play this game right and you'll have them all. “He's one step ahead of me. acceptable.” Arie replied. If I know socialites.” “So what's your plan?” “Jealousy! Perfect!” Burst. across the aisle. I stared intently at his covert goings-on. “Their greatest pursuit and weakness. Mr. as my phone replied. nearly invisible and each will believe they are the other– Take whoever advances first.” “Playing to one draws the rest?” I asked.” . Cholmers.
hunching in closer to my quarried file preventing revelation's escape. “The Russians have taken more from Germany than we have.... but what?” “From the reports I've seen. It must be something specific.” “They have something we should have.. it cannot be an issue of volume.” ...003 – Chapter 3 We “ T hey have something we do not have.” “We have something they should have. we got everything. Too obvious. but had we missed something... No.” I continued. That is better.
did you?” “I got it!” He smiled nervously. The menials had the most interesting discoveries by far. *** And there it is. wandering through a house stealing silverware. would come up with plans to a ballistic missile submarine or some mechanism of relative importance. *** Weeks passed as I read interview after interview of personnel from the war. it would be in the interrogation files. “got what?” . I darted. off like a rocket up the stairs. so I never shirked the tougher stuff as it was always a promising read. “The Soviets have something we need. some random Joe. Cholmers. “Boss!” In through the door of his outer office. These people hid things in the darnedest places. ducking the Secretary's glare. “Boss!” “Yes. Typically.” and those files held the key to realizing what that was. I shed papers all the way.If their lay a definitive answer to Project Pro ect.
now have we?” “We are not even certain one exists.” I said. “except one small fact: The Bavarian Fortress is not in Bavaria.Mountain Redoubt from which Hitler made his last stand– Something the Russians have which we do not. The Bavarian Fortress!” “Bavaria is already in our hands. we've looked. The Berghof. but–” “Precisely.. was not it at all. leading to a field search of Bavaria and reports stacked so high no one will ever bother us again. just as you say. All they ever found was Hitler's mountaintop residence. “and we have never found. This Fortress. “outside a single less-than-clear report from one of our liaisons.” I interrupted. which over time satisfied all curiosities and the two myths . but–” a Holy Grail!” He said fanning his one free hand.” he “The condemned. Which we later confirmed to be the Alpine Redoubt we'd heard so much chatter about. with its rather elaborate underground. thinking that “Cholmers.. It is desperate. “with teams of researchers.
” The Boss raised an eyebrow. “because none of that defied my point. sliding up through the brush two hundred yards out.of Alpine and Bavarian Redoubts faded into one. which should not be too difficult to establish. likely Soviet-occupied Bohemian..” he smiled on me. are the plans. the real fortress is not even in Germany as we know it today.. It is in the land the Bavarian tribes were pushed out of eons ago.” “But this was never The Great Southern Fortress from which the Nazis might make their last stand. my Liege. as my binoculars showed me a less-than-spectacular . Czechoslovakia.” ~~~ “I always knew I'd see me dead and buried. The possibility of their existence is all we need for hope to gaze ever favorably upon our quest. something we can posses. “Now more important than its location.” I thought aloud. should we have a formal reason for wanting them?” “You mean more than– I shouldn't think so.” “Just as you say. to the east.
I settled in for their show. all except one soul. I'd not expected anything too substantial but this was pathetic. still standing in the disbelief we both now shared for the black limousine pulling to the curb beyond. I focused in on him. gossiping revelers but seeing none.” I sighed. stepping carefully around this pouring rain's puddles. My curiosity abandoned him in pursuit of this spectacle's purpose. I focused in on his fading shadow.” it stopped just short of my grave. though he looked more like a butler I vaguely knew. this car rolls not for me.crowd. Half an hour passed. my desperate look back at the car's . and my service's end found its faithful few scurrying from this emerging rain's wrath. show me some respect. A driver it appeared to be. “these shoes will be ruined. “That's no hearse. ~~~ “Look at this.” I demanded quietly of those gawking.” This had better be worth my while. “who could this be?” My bursting smile asked itself as a man stepped out. “Come on. gathering around my open grave.
I reached down. staring into the grave. I could feel the water I feared seeping into my socks. as I made my way huddled under umbrella. thinking this is what I'm going to hell for. before exhaling over the drizzling rain. but the shadow made no acknowledgment of my presence: remaining. but their stagnate retort alone pushed me onward. thinking surely he had to have heard my soggy footsteps. hoping pointlessly this might trigger some reaction. grabbed a huge handful of dirt and . toward the lone statue at the foot of the open grave. “Eli Dobriski?” I waited. past the soaked figure still staring deathly into the grave. I could stand idly no longer. mourning. bearing down on my own never-less-secure fate. I stepped two steps closer. Still no motion. feeling the weight it bore. Despite my careful steps. I stopped far enough away that I might be anyone paying my respects and stood there. No acknowledgment came. looking back at the limousine. Dobriski?” I asked the statue. “Mr. pausing for a minute. Stepping forward.darkened windows tried to say.
told me I could do no more. as I waited. his steps joined mine. wet feet. dirt-freehand. “Eli Dobriski? Senator Wiesenthal would speak with you. Eli. Looked deep into his dead-eyed face. I stopped at the front. and slow retreat toward the limousine. He will be sorely missed. Looking over into his bright eyes. but my step back. guiding my follower to the back. what little I could see in this fading light. Handing him my towel as he stepped in. he is waiting even now. closing the door. like the worst handshake he might ever engage. alone with the rain for how long. confronting him with dirt laden hand held out. and presented my reality. “Sigh.” ~~~ “Your father was a good man. listening – squishing quietly – to hear the thump of the clump hit the wood of the lid.finished my motion with a step back. “was he?” .” I cannot say for certain my words were heard. And before time forgot itself. I asked.” the Senator said as I sat down in the limousine beside him.
and this will be sorely missed at home. We'd known each other since Law School. in this notebook are your contact numbers. the game we play has gone global. where others only fail.” “Now. Its misinformed citizens demise at the convenient fate their own lack of actions have .” “Postwar Germany suffers this fate even now. I've made certain he moved ahead.father and I had a special relationship. and even your lowly station within European Affairs could be of great use.” “I'm here with you today to insure this “Your arrangement lives on– When you get home tonight you will find a shiny new Teletype machine sitting on your doorstep. I know you're not part of Morale Operations as your father was. he returned the favor and together we achieved far more than the sum of our parts. through the free flow of information your resource brings: We will prevail. for as long as we've been friends. But with our victory over Europe. has just revealed to us all. Eli. as our finally well-informed former President Hoover's tour.
pointing out my window at his driver still huddled under umbrella. Eli. We. saying as no other ever could have before.brought upon them. not entirely their own doing. is the bond that separates you from him. Today. we. Those criminally hostage citizens of Germany. I want you to think about the importance of that word alone. But through his informed capability alone. Herbert Hoover conveys we. that our actions precede the deaths and sufferings of millions and this will change now. we are .” the Senator said. take that word. right now Eli. the starvation and desperation that follow. suffering their wounds of war. If you take nothing else from this meeting Eli. both innocent and guilty alike. “We will not sit idly by and watch as yet another great people slip below the waves of poverty. carry with them not just their own hopeless futures but those of their former enemies – our allies – as well. they now bear witness to a voice which stands as they should have before.” “As the greatest failure of our own great depression acts on this very day. for a crime and an ends.
the only weapon. “suffering their own postwar privations. We will not do it again. to a crime that will now and again be our own for doing nothing noteworthy to prevent. and watch quietly as each new generation's innocence becomes the next generation's guilt. our lack of positive action. is the only perpetrator.” I sat still staring at the rain outside.witnessing an atrocity there.” the Senator “We continued. Son. have proven far more entertaining than was expected for the agents of Allied powers. . and a distraught Germany can no longer serve this end. a new type of war is born out of suffering fueled disinformation alone. for never again has no exception. With the Marshall Plan. with information and one voice the world witnesses a lesson which escaped the generations before it: That we will not punish the innocent alongside the guilty. where our spite filled disconcert.” define the difference. Their attempt to distance themselves from their starved neighbors in Western Germany. “Now with the Soviets.
let my gaze drift past his perfect smile. And I will not be victimized by our efforts to bring peace and freedom to this world. and the spies who serve this war of information's lucrative trade in disinformation. down to the notebooks supple leather binding now clutched firmly in my hand.” “Though I am a willing participant in this new assault. it is only those who remain inthe-know. serve me as your father did and we will go places you can only dream. and with a single pull of the other.” I looked back into the Senator's eyes. .fought by government agencies of propaganda. followed my feet back into the rain. This is your role. who will remain in control of this truth. Son. information conduit.
Postwar reconstruction of Europe delayed around us. as Europe.003 – Chapter 4 Think C overtly trampling the soils east of Germany in pursuit of this ever more elusive mountain fortress. as local tensions threatened to pull us away to more important duties. Split in two. ceased to function as a whole. two years had passed since the end of the war and the beginning of our quest. stripped to the shelves and suppressed . without its industrial heartland to keep its machines in motion. Hunger and privation spread.
Europe flailed in desperation. Where is the mountain? Where is the fortress?” are not here anymore. leading to an increasingly distant Soviet occupation of its eastern half as a means of preventing this tide of depression from infecting their own wartorn society still laying in ruins to the east. our project continued unabated. success hung in the balance. nearly half of Germany's population was to be exterminated through the suppression of international relief. “It is not so terribly inconceivable. The Mountain you are looking for is now the plateau we stand on. Safely cloaked by this turmoil. finding myself back at the very spot where our search for this Holy Grail had begun several years ago. given the Russian's ruthless “They . as our successes moved the next war's horizon ever closer. “This plateau is surprisingly less mountain like than I had originally been lead to imagine. We are too late. “This really is it?” I asked our Field Chief.” I starred blankly. Agent Cholmers. Time was now limited.by the Allies Morgenthau Plan.
” – walking away from my long-winded colleague. With its only eyewitnesses – their prisoners – all then shipped to Siberia. like the rest of us. employing their newly found forced labor. “merely a matter of manpower. which itself if taller. encompassing your under mountain fortress.” I finished her thought. following the war.” my stare defined itself. as she tailed along without losing a beat – “then the Russians.” “See. but millions of–” “Moved the mountain. “that can really happen?” She nodded back smugly. this entire region was empty of nonmilitary personnel. throughout their occupied territories. The Russians. See these rings. with map in hand I rechecked her facts. First the Nazis. never to be seen or more important heard . they form a perfect circle at the center of this plateau. “Here have a look at this geologist's report. would have formed a hill the height your liaison had it at. inundated not only with millions of their own soldiers at war's end.extermination of Nazism. erased this war's damage right along with history itself.
justifying the further pursuit of its plans.” “Fantastic!” I exclaimed. Several more years had passed since my last trip related to . They were a rambling confession of postwar Soviet operations that lead us to a depository of Russian gathered secrets. graveling every new road and rail for a thousand miles east of here. The Russians had retreated. if only for the moment and proven rather boring as of late. You don't need something to continue to look for nothing. following the triumph of our Berlin Airlift. Project Pro ect lingered. this site proves its existence.” “Even better. There's nothing here. Agent Cholmers. until an ailing criminal's last words reached us.from again. the rock of your former mountain fortress just as likely joining their final march.” *** With a slow down in activity. With most important. “I don't see that. if only psychologically.
~~~ “Is that enough?” I asked the cafe cashier. Quickly turning back to the cashier. and I with my dinner made our way down that hallway toward a door at the end. was late. we settled into the ever darker city that was Berlin. in an innocuous looking small apartment on the second floor across the street from our mission objective. I awaited their arrival. he pointed to the left.this project. threatened to foil my plan. a row of them. What combination of jabs and turns were required to make a quick escape? I wondered as an approaching shadow. Turning to walk out. just as desperation . while presently. With borrowed assault team in motion. now looking in through the window of the cafe. Taking this initiative. I asked for the bathroom. a lessening of light with which to coordinate my cogitation of these mysterious manacles. my radio man. I noticed the same two men I had noted before. I fiddled with the door's locks. out fetching dinner. He smiled my answer.
I began running down one aisle through a door into another section of the store. It was not even locked.turned the door's handle for me. and pushed without thought toward the closest cluster of witnesses across the street. “Pardon me. I gripped our dinner tight. Left then right. and I disappeared out the front street entrance. as soon as I broke their line of sight. looking up and down the street. Once on the street. I stepped out into the alleyway resuming my way back to the apartment. A second man.” mingling with the crowd. I leapt .” making my way into the safety of the herd. while looking for some confirmation I was not just being paranoid. Not looking back again. The storefront came. I moved ever deeper into its fray. turned immediately opening his newspaper. into the opposing alleyway. a market or some large gathering of common folk it appeared. the shadow I feared emerged as a man. “excuse me. I turned casually counting safe harbors. Behind me. my eyes darting my panic's only true register. down a staircase ever toward my escape. Looking around for my bearings.
I ran down their alley and between a row of delivery trucks. I hid up against them. but no suspicious characters were to be seen. Wedging the door behind me. right at the alleyway I had emerged from. which saw only his ugliest hat and coat cloaking my blurred. sealing the deal. I found my bearings and quickly walked the few blocks back to our apartment. This is where they will come from if they were following me.” moving out their backdoor. stuffed into its clerk's hand. caught my last wad of cash. Stepping cautiously out of my hiding place. on the opposite side. as I looked left into the reflection of the bombedout city that was Berlin. with two columns in front of its glasshouse display window. A used clothing store. A corner door at the end of the next block beckoned me onward. nothing came. staring into the stores reflection of the intersection I had just come from behind me. fear fully swallowed. freedom mine to lose. My breath grew deep. . I concentrated on the window's reflection looking right then behind me over and again. across the street. Though I waited. “Thank you.across the street.
” handing him the cafe bag. Cholmers looked up.ever mind full of those who might be watching me. Mr. “nice hat. remarking. “and your war has begun. With dinner still in tow and none the worse for wear. “our dinner is cold. across the street from the Russian depository.” I replied.” . I reentered our thinly disguised observation post. As I closed the door.
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