While watching a green field from the broken roof of a bombed-out museum, I've discovered reserves of patience I thought had long since evaporated. Nazi-sympathising inanimate objects are everywhere. You need to get a feel for it all, and then to disregard it. Smoke boils out of fires, embers leap into the air, and torn flags cast rippling shadows that you need to absorb and make a part of the background detail. ![]() ![]() Beautiful in the way only a destroyed city can be. ![]() The levels are gorgeous, animated marvels. But learning to spot that movement takes time.
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