In fact everywhere he looked, all he could see was two different types of people: either happy, laughing, shouting soldiers in their uniforms or unhappy, crying people in their striped pyjamas, most of whom seemed to be staring into space as if they were actually asleep.
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...and looking as if he was trying to convince his soul not to live inside his tiny body any more, but to slip away and sail to the door and rise up into the sky, gliding through the clouds until it was very far away.
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"The fence isn't there to stop us from going over there. İt's to stop them from coming over there"
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“Onlar… yani, onlar pek insan sayılmaz, Bruno.”
[“Those people… well, they're not people at all, Bruno.”]
In fact everywhere he looked, all he could see was two different types of people:either happy, laughing, shouting soldiers in their uniforms or unhappy, crying people in their striped pyjamas..
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What exactly was the difference?he wondered to himself. And who decided which people wore the striped pyjamas and which people wore the uniforms?
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