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God smiles serenly and answers:
“Yes, my son, please tell it to me.”
The jew grins and says: “How do you
get the number of a girl in Auschwitz?
You look on her arm!”
God doesn’t laughs, instead, he looks
rather shocked.
The survivor shrugs with his shoulders.
“Eh, I guess you had to be there.