Landscapes of the Metropolis of Death

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last posted Oct. 9, 2014, 7:52 p.m.

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... I was intoxicated by the whiteness, by the freedom, by having left behind the barbed-wire fences, by that wide-open night landscape, by the villages we passed. Then I looked more closely at one of the dark stains, and another - and I saw what they were: human bodies. The stains multiplied, the population of corpses increased.

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