The first siren wails since March tore the night air of Paris last week and citizens as they rushed to dugouts in their night clothes saw the whole sky streaked with tracer shells erupting like Roman candles.
"Now the war starts," muttered Parisians as they watched the streaking Nazi bombers, plainly visible in the skyrocket glare. The first raids spared downtown Paris, but heavy concussions rumbled from the suburbs. Long after the Nazis were gone most citizens lay doggo in the shelters until after sunup. Then suddenly all Paris clanged and tinkled as...
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