[struwwelpeter]

Moving.

If you're interested here's some poetry about the place:

The Chernobyl Poems of Lyubov Sirota

[Askel5]

But thousands of "competent" functionaries
count our "souls" in percentages,


....


The soul, it seems--
is a difficult memory.
Nothing can be erased,
nothing subtracted,
nothing canceled,
nothing corrected! . . .

. . . Even so,--the burden is sacred,
the heavier
the dearer!