Trafika Europe 3 - Latvian Sojourn

with a crash in such a wild panic – according to the regulations they should never have even been taken out at all! And so on and so forth – an endless stream of mutual accusations and justifications between the builders, users, enemies and friends of peaceful nuclear power for Soviet aims.

I know there are no longer birches, poplars, a city, houses, Lenin Street, the school, the 50,000 inhabitants have disappeared somewhere. But my dear little Soviet comrade, I still keep your address, I write you letters that never arrive – just so you know that I am eternally grateful to your father and to all those fathers who despite the efforts of the control system managed to blow the reactor sky-high. To blow me sky-high.

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I, unlike everyone else, do not blame K-shev for not warning us. I don't care – I have unique personal memories, historical ones. For me, Chernobyl is a flash of a moment that surpasses all moments worthy of the name "epic." Like the eureka light bulb going off in Edison's skull: the day you understand everything without needing to think.

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