I've just finished my fifth book, "Man's Search for Meaning" by Viktor Frankl. The first two-thirds, which takes place at Auschwitz and Dachau, reads like a shot. The final third, which is a good deal more technical than the survivor's memoir which acts as a prelude, is considerably tougher sledding, but ultimately worthwhile.
I suspect that I will be recommending this book to friends as frequently as anything I've ever encountered. That's a pretty powerful statement about its quality.
Essential.
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