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    "text": "Chernobyl Prayer / Svetlana Alexievich",
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          "alt": "I'll remember it all for you. There were aeroplanes flying non-stop. Every day. They were flying really low over our heads.\n\nFlying to the plant, they were. The nuclear reactor. One after the other. And we had the evacuation, they were doing the resettle ment. Storming the houses. People were locking themselves in, hiding away. There were cattle mooing and children crying. Like in the war! And the sun kept shining. I plonked myself down and wouldn't go out of the house, though I didn't lock the door. The soldiers knocked: 'Ready to go, missus?' I ask, 'You going to tie up my hands and feet, take me by force?' They were silent for a bit and then left. So young, just children, really! The old women were crawling in front of their houses on their knees. Praying. The sol-diers grabbed them by the armpits, lifted them up, one by one, and hauled them into the bus. But I warned them, touch me or use force and I'll clobber you with my cane. Oh, I had a right go at them!\n\nSwore at them! I didn't cry. Didn't shed one teardrop that day. So I sat indoors. There was screaming. Screaming! And then it went quiet. All died down. That first day, I didn't leave the house.\n\nThey say that people were marched off in file. And the cattle were marched off too. Like in the war!",
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          "alt": "At night, I dreamed I was being evacuated. This officer was shouting, 'Hey, missus, any moment now we're going to burn your place down and bury it. Come on out!' And they took me away to some strange place. I couldn't make sense of it. It wasn't the town or the village. And it wasn't on earth.",
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    "createdAt": "2025-03-17T12:29:23.327Z"
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