"Gronam's logic was still employed when the invaders built the walls around a corner of the city, creating the Ghetto of Chelm. There were so many good things lacking and so many bad in abundance that the people of the ghetto renamed almost all that they had: they called their aches "mother milk," and darkness became "freedom"; filth they referred to as "hope" - and felt for a while, looking at each other's hands and faces and soot-blackened clothes, fortunate. It was only death that they could not rename, for they had nothing to put on it's place. This is when they became sad and felt their hunger and when some began to lose their faith in God."
(N. Englander "The Tumblers")
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