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December 3rd, 1984…

. Mahul was running as fast as he could, among the panicking crowd. Helplessness was as thick as the mysterious fog that was invading the poor neighbourhoods. Around him, people screamed and cried, some of them falling to the ground like flies. The young man wished he could stop to help, but he was already…… Continue reading December 3rd, 1984…

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Chernobyl…

Sometimes I can appear a bit weird or gore in my interests… For one thing, I like to read about serial killers. I obviously don’t find these people ”cool”. I don’t find what they did ”cool”. And although I know I’ll never understand, I am interested in trying to get what makes some people act…… Continue reading Chernobyl…