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Chernobyl, 27 Years Later

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On this day 27 years ago, an explosion at the Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant near the city of Pripyat, Ukraine, killed dozens of people and released a plume of radioactive fallout that would eventually require the relocation of more than 350,000 people.

The event ranks as the worst nuclear disaster in history. The area immediately surrounding Chernobyl is still too radioactive for habitation and will remain so for another 20,000 years. Until recently, an exclusion zone of 19 miles (30 km) extended in all directions from the power plant, which is now entombed in concrete. In 2011, however, Ukraine opened up this area to tourists, giving the world a peek into a town abandoned and untouched for nearly three decades.

kevinmadera:

This bitch is livin the ideal life and I’m jealous

kevinmadera:

This bitch is livin the ideal life and I’m jealous

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slaughterhouse90210:

“I must not forget, I thought, that I have been happy, that I am being happier than one can be. But I forget, I’ve always forgotten.”—Clarice Lispector, Near to the Wild Heart

slaughterhouse90210:

“I must not forget, I thought, that I have been happy, that I am being happier than one can be. But I forget, I’ve always forgotten.”
—Clarice Lispector, Near to the Wild Heart

slaughterhouse90210:

No matter that you anticipate a thing; you get so used to it as part of the future that its actuality, its arrival, its force and presence, startles you, takes you by surprise, as would a ghost suddenly appearing in the room wearing familiar perfume and boots.” ― Lorrie Moore, Who Will Run the Frog Hospital

slaughterhouse90210:

No matter that you anticipate a thing; you get so used to it as part of the future that its actuality, its arrival, its force and presence, startles you, takes you by surprise, as would a ghost suddenly appearing in the room wearing familiar perfume and boots.”
― Lorrie Moore, Who Will Run the Frog Hospital

slaughterhouse90210:

“That’s the struggle of humanity, to recruit others to your version of what’s real.’ ― Saul Bellow, The Adventures of Augie March

slaughterhouse90210:

“That’s the struggle of humanity, to recruit others to your version of what’s real.’
Saul Bellow, The Adventures of Augie March

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Amy Poehler and Tina Fey - promotional picture for the 2013 Golden Globes

suicideblonde:

Amy Poehler and Tina Fey - promotional picture for the 2013 Golden Globes

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bukowskeet:

Candy Chang - Sidewalk Psychiatry (2008)

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dictionaryofobscuresorrows:

n. a phenomenon in which you have an active social life but very few close friends—people who you can trust, who you can be yourself with, who can help flush out the weird psychological toxins that tend to accumulate over time—which is a form of acute social malnutrition in which even if you devour an entire buffet of chitchat, you’ll still feel pangs of hunger.

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