How to write about tragedy?
I do not know why but I had to go there - to confront what I heard with reality.
Saw and still think how to write about this place.
I have never been in the town where the heart of it is still surrounded by a fence. Which is (at least was when I was there) protected by the army and police.
Where people who used to live there are not allowed to visit their houses.
The old town looks like noting is done apart from protecting the building against falling apart.
This day the ex citizens came to express their fillings...
... Dissatisfaction and frustration. Hanged their home keys on the fence...
Walked alone in the streets and could hear just my own steps.
Strange filling - no other sound but my own steps.
No birds, no dogs, cats....
No people...
Complete silence in the middle of the day ....
The energy meters switched off...
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