it was recorded in jan karski's home in washington, d.c. in 1986. here he describes what is on the warsaw ghetto. >> the house i entered into one of those ghettos. the outside front of the house faced a regular street. only the back of the house through the basement, you entered one of those that rose. heard about is. oh, my god. children, women, old men, everyone having something to celebrate and onion, a piece of bread, a piece of close, begging. "please, please, i am hungry." [unintelligible] i said to my guide, is he dead? he said, no, he is dying. he is not dead yet. in the streets, naked bodies dead. i whispered to him, what is this? he said, when a jew dies, the jews have to pay taxes to have been buried it. but they have no money for taxes, so they put the men, women, and child in the street. work theit doesn't people who pass, if he has shoes, if his in the close, they take it out. a dead man does not need any clothes. so i saw completely naked, some skeletons laying in the street -- stents -- horrible -- and humane. and he just guides me,