The ruins have been left as they were found.
The blue jug reminds you that there were people just like us, drinking the cafes.
The burned bicycles remind you of the 6 people cycling through the village ... the 6 strangers who were were murdered along with the villagers.
The burned sewing machines in every house make you wonder about the pride felt by each women as she created.
Friday, August 01, 2008
From the ruins of one of the cafes, Oradour-sur-Glane, France
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Thanks for taking these photos and for the accompanying words. I had never heard of this massacre. it is beyond me how one person can take one life; let alone thousands (millions). It makes me feel helpless and bewildered and very sad.
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