Nice has nothing to do with me.

“When death captures me,' the boy vowed, 'he will feel my fist on his face.'Pers…”

“No matter how many times she was told that she was loved, there was no recognit…”

“From a Himmel Street window, he wrote, the stars set fire to my eyes.”

“Finally, in October 1945, a man with swampy eyes, feathers of hair, and a clean…”