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Between August 1942 and April 1943, a family was split and erased.
There are no photos of them, just an inscription engraved on the ground.
The rest has been told.
There are no photos of them, just an inscription engraved on the ground.
The rest has been told.
Walking lookdown Brussels I picture them as characters close by, however far, while back home, right now, something still closer is happening.
For these there are pictures.
Blood online streamed in pixeled videos.
Abu Ghraib multiplied in madness by the tropical heat.
For these there are pictures.
Blood online streamed in pixeled videos.
Abu Ghraib multiplied in madness by the tropical heat.
But that pain, as the one above, can barely be depicted.
There is but the delicacy of a hand touching a stone,
before death.
There is but the delicacy of a hand touching a stone,
before death.
