

Lale has been appointed to be one of the camp’s tattooists. At the gates of the camp, Jews and gypsies from all over Europe are listed in the Nazi records and their arms are tattooed in green ink. In April 1942, the rate of transports arriving in Auschwitz is accelerating. As fate would have it, Lale’s experiences at the camp are not as horrendous as those of his fellow Jews. “Just do as you’re told, you’ll be fine,” Lale says to a newfound friend.
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While his fellow travelers are traumatized by the journey, Lale has adopted a “wait and see” attitude, which doesn’t change even when he marches under a gate with the words ‘Arbeit Macht Frei’ wrought from the metal.

In the opening pages of The Tattooist of Auschwitz by Heather Morris (Zaffre, January 2018), Lale Sokolov is standing in a crowded cattle train on his way to an unknown destination.
