I often encounter the intrusion of the tragedies of WW2 into the present as I walk around Warsaw. In a glass case near the tramstop at Rakowiecka is a tattered list (the original one posted by the Nazis?) of 100 people slated for execution. The glass reflects the oblivious busyness of 2016 Warsaw: the red and yellow tram; the mountain of cauliflower clouds; a car driving by; the edge of a building. This image captures that duality of past and present in a visible palimpsest.
The nearby memorial reads “A place sanctified by the blood of Poles killed for the freedom of their homeland. Shot by Nazis: 100 Poles.” The little plaque on the side reads “If we forget them, may God in heaven forget us.”