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“There can be no real co-operation without comradeship, and comradeship can be achieved only where there is some degree of daily contact.”

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Book:Strange Defeat
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Strange Defeat

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Marc Bloch
Marc Bloch

Marc Bloch, a French historian, was born on July 6, 1886, and died on June 16, 1944. He is one of the founders of the Annales School and is renowned for his in-depth research on the social and economic history of medieval Europe. more

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