History's silent litany of suffering may yet be heard in whispers, between the echoing footsteps in an empty museum. The voices of many a Laban, hans or Boris might still be heard in dusty exhibits of discerned, throguh suffocated between the pages of a closed history book.
To the hand reaching out, searching perhaps for some connection, we say
"Do not touch the exhibit!!!!!!!"
Objectivity? A studied Detachment? Is this the nature of historical truth? or we nearly protect ourselves from seeing in the past a reflection of our own Times? Its Time to close. Good night. sleep...........Well.
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