The future arrived the way a wolf walked through the woods, silent as it passed through the neighborhood, searching for ways to satisfy its hunger. What you don’t hear you don’t see, not unless you narrow your eyes and peer through the dark. You have to light a candle and gaze beyond the treetops. You have to be prepared to see what you hoped you would never see. German soldiers on street corners, walking along the canals, massing in groups near the Amstel River.
