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Two weeks into year seven, a student calls his Jewish classmate 'devil.' By the second half of the year, students are giving the Nazi salute as she walks past, which the school justified as a 'soldier salute.' By December, there's a hakenkreuz (Nazi symbol) carved into her desk. She...

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