It isn't within the scope of my writing ability to express how I feel following a tour of the Auschwitz and Birkenau concentration camp sites here in western Poland. I've studied the content of numerous museums around the world dedicated to Holocaust remembrance, but walking the paths of the source of horror and systematic degradation on such a grand scale defies understanding or expression. I've stood in the center of an empty gas chamber whose walls once probably served as the final vision of distant relatives. Nothing more need be written.
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