A blog from World War 2

May 25, 1944

It rains all the time, it’s cold. To think that in my town right now it’s so hot you can barely wear clothes, while here I always have to wear a coat. At night, I often go to see the Schumanns, they are very cultured and very kind, it’s a great pleasure to spend a few hours with them, and they enjoy my company too.

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