The next day I woke up and went to work, the day rolled by, nothing really happened, just writing reports. I went home and made some dinner, Ruth and Aaron set the table. The next day also went slowly, there wasn't much to do. I had manged to finish, I handed it to the editor to edit and put it into the paper for tomorrow.
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Daniel Pov Prisoner Of Night And Fog
FanfictionI HAVE NO RIGHTFUL CLAIMS OF THE PRISONER OF NIGHT AND FOG, ALL CREDIT GOES TO ANNE BLANKMAN Daniel's perspective of Prisoner of night and fog Warning: MENTION OF ABUSE, ANIMAL ABUSE/DEATH, ANTISEMITISM, NAZIS I would like to mention that some chapt...
