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April 30th marked 70 years to the day since Adolf Hitler is recorded by history to have met his infamous end; taking his own life in a Berlin bunker as the city lay in ruins around him, the war lost.
The image of a defeated, deflated Hitler confined to his Fuhrer-bunker for the final weeks of the war, declining in health, losing his grip on reality and struggling to comprehend the Nazis’ crushing defeat and the loss of Berlin, is one of those evocative, palpable moments in history that is deeply established in the collective consciousness. Any book on Hitler’s life you might read, it is invariably these final stages that are the most compulsive, the most compelling.
