A blog from World War 2

December 18, 1944

As usual, we had to go to work at the factory. We leave home at 6:15 and it’s bitterly cold outside. We reach the factory and it too has been damaged, but only slightly. We can’t do much because there is no electricity, perhaps the power plant was bombed, but we are obliged to stay in the factory nonetheless and do something until it’s night and then we can leave to go eat those famous potatoes with no seasoning and that lukewarm water called soup. This is life in Germany.

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