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“What has kept the world safe from the bomb since 1945 has been the memory of what happened at Hiroshima. – John Hersey, quoted in Fallout by Lesley Blume”

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John Hersey
John Hersey

John Hersey was an American writer born on June 17, 1914, and died on March 24, 1993. Known for his profound insight into human nature and his deep reflections on war and peace. more

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