La révolution des consciences
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Hitler avait son monde. Un monde imaginaire qui s'en-prenait aux faibles, aux innocents et aux minorités. Un monde où l'idéologie suprématiste était une religion d'État et une des manières d'exister. Son monde était une perception floue de notre monde. Son idéologie à fait des victimes, laissant des orphelins, des rancuniers, des adeptes et des milliers d'autres Hitler qui massacrent, violent, exploitent, répriment d'autres innocents, faibles et minorités...
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