In the Sahara, a Little-Known Nuclear Wasteland
“There’s nothing nuclear in what I do. It’s just rocks we dilute into powder.”
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You come and bring your husband food, looking all flat. Don’t be surprised when he goes to another womanThe woman who gives birth and then gains weight is delicious.
“Before the mines came, this zone was covered in vegetation,” a Tuareg official in Arlit tells me. “I don’t know whether the aridity is linked to mining or desertification. Both are threatening us. But the grass doesn’t grow anymore—even if the rains come, nothing grows in these areas.”
la jeunesse c’est une bombe
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