After the great misfortunes it rains a lot, as if the world was crying his victims. I look at this unbroken curtain of water, and I think Japan. I avoided as much as possible pictures and videos after the plane breaks through the Twin Towers and the bodies that fall on deaf ears have settled in my imagination like the smile of my mother. A coward, yes, but also for respect. If I wander among the ruins of my house and destroyed my life I would not want to become the subject of a photo, even if he won the Pulitzer. Then I came across this , which seemed the most poignant and devastating human testimonies. And strength and desperation of men in the eyes of a dog.
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