Notes before departure

Siegessäule, Tiergarten Park. Berlim, julho de 2007.

The Continent
There was no knock on the door; the explosion came while we were preparing for the holidays. Dad stood in the corner, rattling his keys, while Mum called to us from the doorway. No one could hear our voices or screams. We were thrown, like lightning, into nowhere. The war still exists. There are killers everywhere, watching our fear and listening to our breathing, but no one is listening.
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