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THE COLLECTOR







               Neither Hans Hubermann nor Alex Steiner was sent to fight. Alex was sent to
               Austria, to an army hospital outside Vienna. Given his expertise in tailoring, he
               was given a job that at least resembled his profession. Cartloads of uniforms and
               socks and shirts would come in every week and he would mend what needed
               mending, even if they could only be used as underclothes for the suffering
               soldiers in Russia.


               Hans was sent first, quite ironically, to Stuttgart, and later, to Essen. He was
               given one of the most undesirable positions on the home front. The LSE.




                                         A NECESSARY EXPLANATION

                                                           LSE
                                                Luftwa fe Sondereinheit
                                                 Air Raid Special Unit








               The job of the LSE was to remain aboveground during air raids and put out fires,
               prop up the walls of buildings, and rescue anyone who had been trapped during
               the raid. As Hans soon discovered, there was also an alternative definition for
               the acronym. The men in the unit would explain to him on his first day that it
               really stood for Leichensammler EinheitDead Body Collectors.


               When he arrived, Hans could only guess what those men had done to deserve
               such a task, and in turn, they wondered the same of him. Their leader, Sergeant
               Boris Schipper, asked him straight out. When Hans explained the bread, the
               Jews, and the whip, the round-faced sergeant gave out a short spurt of laughter.

               Youre lucky to be alive. His eyes were also round and he was constantly wiping
               them. They were either tired or itchy or full of smoke and dust. Just remember
               that the enemy here is not in front of you.


               Hans was about to ask the obvious question when a voice arrived from behind.
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