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Review of ‘Milkweed’

"Call me thief. Call me stupid. Call me Gypsy. Call me Jew. Call me one-eared Jack. I don't care," declares Misha, the narrator of Jerry Spinelli's wonderful new book, Milkweed. An orphan in Nazi-occupied Warsaw in 1939, Misha was a boy of the streets, innocent and invisible, until he met Uri and started living…

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