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The trains arrived here and offloaded:

You were marched through here:

because Arbeit Macht Frei, as it still says on the ironworks.

Here you were separated:

If you were sent to the right, you got a bunk:

and a communal bathroom:

in one of the barracks, of which only the foundations are left:

If you were sent to the left, then you marched down this pleasant, linden-lined boulevard:

to this building:

where you were stripped naked preparatory to a shower:

of Cyklon B:

They stacked your body here:

Burned it here:

and disposed of your ashes here:

In Ulm, you don’t go to the bar, the bar comes to you.

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Ulm.

The Blue, from a shop window located next to it:

The tallest steeple in the world:

I thought Ulm was on the Danube, but my sister said it was on the Donau. Or Doner. Or something like that:

One tipsy step, and the Blue is sweeping you into the Danube. Or Donau. Doner. Whatever:

Man.