Samuel Berkow could have sent one of the clerks to check on why the Martin belts hadn't been delivered to the store just yet, but he wanted to go out. The warehouse was in the St. Pauli district near the Elbe shipyards a short distance away. Despite the whorehouses and raucous bars, Samuel liked the docks. It was the only place where he could feel some resistance to the Nazis; at least the fed-up workers still had the guts to protest.
- From The Price of Escape by David Unger
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