IN THE Peace Museum in Hiroshima there is a series of glass cases. In each is a smock, or a pair of trousers, or a shoe, torn and often burnt. Attached to each case is a vignette, giving the name of the wearer, his or her age (mostly teenagers), how far each was from ground zero at the moment of the explosion, and what he or she was doing just then. Some had died where they were. Others managed to crawl home but died that evening or the next day. Perhaps the most moving is the description of the child…
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The Fruits of War by Michael White
7 September 2005
