VIII
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Rudolf Höss was my only company amidst the cardboard boxes that seemed to be everywhere. Despite the subject matter I actually enjoyed reading the book up until I got to the part where Rudolf gets transferred to Sachsenhausen. Intrusive memories hit me like the apocalypse was coming down when I read the part about some sexually deranged Rumanian dude who easily could’ve been Trevor Bradford in his past life. I did not believe in reincarnation or multiple lives but the parallels between the two of them were uncanny.
The no name man from the book was turned on by just about everything from the SS officers to the other prisoners to the sun in the sky. His entire life revolved around m**********n, doing it publicly no matter the circumstances were and covering his body wi
