New York… I was there… It looked like after an atom bomb. All colors were gone… Just grey, black, white…
It is hard, if not impossible for someone, who hasn’t been there, her- or himself, to understand how it was.
However, I finally understand why my grand-father, who was in the last big war, why he never wanted to talk about all that what had happend: It is because all of us, his grand-children, who just happend to learn history back in school or on TV, would never ever have been able to truely listen to him, to truely understand how it was, the know His-story…
Somehow, we whished nothing more than that the old man would finally start talking – at last… “it shouldn’t be that difficult? where’s the big deal?”, we thought – We were pretty wrong.
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thats right… five years later http://www.loosechange911.com/
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