The Floodgates Are Bursting

Consider this snapshot of a European August: The bridge across the river Neisse connecting Zgorzelec, a run-down Polish village, to the German town of Gorlitz is, for thousands, a magical road to a land of plenty. Every day, scores of men and women walk to the middle of the bridge, face the German side and yell, "Asylum!" A minute later, they are picked up by German guards, given a hot meal, and sent to one of dozens of immigrant reception camps.

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