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But here God didn't come. We were all on our own.Art Spiegelman
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Anja? What is to tell? Everywhere I look I'm seeing Anja... From my good eye, from my glass eye, if they're open or they're close, always I'm thinking on Anja.Art Spiegelman
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No matter what I accomplish, it doesn't seem like much compared to surviving Auschwitz.Art Spiegelman