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Messages from Hiroshima

Japanese version

Nobuaki Kubota (male)
'Nyushi hibaku'  / 18 years old at the time / current resident of Hiroshima

The scenes of the A-bombed city are introduced here. The photographs are not directly connected with the messages. The catastrophic view when entering Hiroshima city
In front of Hiroshima station, people were picking out maggots, one by one with chopsticks, from the wounds of the injured who were being transported to Hesaka. People were walking barefoot, and something resembling black strings were hanging from the tip of their hands. Their skin was burnt black and shrunken like a grilled fish in places and their pink flesh was exposed through the ripped skin in other places, making a striped pattern. Their faces were all blackened, except the eyes which were glaring Their clothes were ragged, and the hair on the women stood on end. They were wandering like ghosts, and they were picking out the nails and pieces of glass from their bulging feet with their hands, although they seemed not to sense the pain. They were talking about evacuating to the suburbs using the Geibi Line.

Various kinds of death all over the city
There were piles of corpses, naked and clean yet swollen, looking like white pigs, for being under water too long. Water from the corpses had scattered all over the place when the fire hooks were used on them. The color of the skin on the corpses was smooth as a new born tree.
In the river, there were corpses floating on the surface as the river flowed. The upper bodies were exposed from the river's surface and skeletonized half way through, but the lower bodies' flesh still remained and wobbled underneath the water along with the stream.
There were huddles of bodies in a black bundle around the fire cistern. Each body was shrunken to about the size of a monkey. It looked like they were searching for water in their last moments. There were other bundles of bodies that were still smoldering.
The way that the soldiers disposed of the corpses was that they would first collect enough roof tiles nearby, which would approximately match the numbers of the corpses, and those tiles would be laid down side by side so that the corpses could be on top of them. Then they sprayed turpentine oil on the corpses for cremation. Black pillars of smoke rose from the site, adding to the difficulty of carrying the dead bodies. As the soldiers grabbed the arms and legs of the bodies, the skin peeled off, revealing pink colored flesh underneath
Having seen the hell and smelled the stench of death, I could not hold on any more and emptied my bowels, a bad case of diarrhea, with my eyes closed in the semi-subterranean dugout where some bodies still remained.