(Sometimes) "my thoughts took me back in time to the train ride from Vienna to Rotterdam. We were at the Dutch Border and the Nazi authorities were making their last inspection of our papers and baggage. Would they open the smuggled suitcase?”
-Excerpt From: Peter Abeles and Tom Hicks. “Otto, The Boy At The Window.” AuthorHouse, 2004-06-29. iBooks-

We all have to escape from something and we all carry our own private baggage....