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I was in a group that had to dig an area sparsely covered with grass. Others had to move coarse gravel. It was endless work with no purpose. The inmates had to fill the pockets of their jackets with stones and carry them to a certain spot. When one stone heap had been removed they had to start another pile and carry the stones back where they had started until a new heap was formed, and so it went on without interruption. As always, all conversation was forbidden and the Kapo made sure that no one interrupted their work to stretch their backs. The cycle of work and unthinking, repetitive movement made the inmates appear like beasts of burden.”


Fünfteichen survivors return to the site of the former roll call square in 1979 []

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