During the years of Hitler’s Third Reich, many saw their only realistic chance to survive Nazi terror and later war in vanishing from the scene, if possible without leaving a trace. Life on the run, however, wasn’t a bed of roses. No place remained safe for more than a while, not even other countries because it didn’t take long before German troops began to overrun their borders and to occupy their territories. In addition, it became increasingly difficult, sometimes virtually impossible to get enough to eat and drink without attracting unwanted attention from Nazi supporters and other mean spirits. Despite all, some managed to reach one of the few places that still promised salvation in the 1940s. The protagonists of The Night in Lisbon by Erich Maria Remarque, which I chose as bookish déjà-vu, made their way to the last open European port, but fate follows its course without mercy.
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