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And now Andrei sat on a train on the way to Lublin and wondered if he was not being punished for his lack of belief.
Warsaw!!
He saw the smug eyes of the Home Army chief, Roman, and all the Romans and the faces of the peasants who held only hatred for him.
They had let this black hole of death in Warsaw's heart exist without a cry of protest.

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