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  • Floating amongst the abyss of death. Your emaciated, frail body bruised and worn, floating like a ghost through your work. Death surrounding you, the fate of death creeping upon you. Incinerating, gassing, shooting, starving, torturing all the same. No one better, only worse. Hot or cold, rested or not; run. Run, run, run. Stop and you will die. Stop and you are one among thousands in a mass grave. Don't stop. You are the model for future camps. Entrapped in your triangular hell you set the stage for the Nazi play. The puppeteer show of death. Kill without warning, kill without thought, kill without concern for the living soul in front of you.

    Here you are floating amongst the abyss of death. Eternally pinned in art installations for the world to witness and respect. You are now the model to never forget.

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