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June 9, 1944

As always I work at the same factory, but we’re no longer clearing rubble. The factory has been fixed up as good as new. While we’re working today, the siren went off again, we had to go to the shelter there- if a small bomb were to fall on it, it would easily collapse. It’s 10:00. They begin shooting, bombs can be heard falling nearby, we hear the roar of the aircraft’s engine, the antiaircraft, an inferno of fire. We’re huddled up like rags, praying to God to let us live so we can return to our families. After an hour and a half, it is over, we’re safe this time too.

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