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“Some searched for metaphors to describe what had happened. Tetiana Pavlychka remembered that her sister Tamara “had a large, swollen stomach, and her neck was long and thin like a bird’s neck. People didn’t look like people — they were more like starving ghosts.” Another survivor remembered that his mother “looked like a glass jar, filled with clear spring water. All her body that could be seen . . . was see-through and filled with water, like a plastic bag.” A third remembered his brother lying down, “alive but completely swollen, his body shining as if it were made of glass”.”

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Book:Red Famine: Stalin's War on Ukraine
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Anne Applebaum
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Anne Applebaum is a renowned journalist and author, born on July 25, 1964. She is known for her in-depth investigative reporting and profound analysis of historical events. more

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