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December 26, 1944

This morning, Agostino, Vincenzo Liberti from Carinola, and I took a stroll around Munich. It’s horrifying. Rubble everywhere but they’re still bombing. We went back home around midday. Even though the weather’s been nice and sunny for three days, it’s still freezing out. We are a few steps from home when the siren goes off. They always come at the same time, midday. After a few hours it’s over, Agostino stays to eat with me then goes back to his lager.

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