Time for silence

I visited the beaches of the D-day in French Normandy. Most of the museums provide for an interactive experience with lots of objects and dummies starring as if they were real. 

There are a number of photos, a few colour ones. These latters seem so recent and actually the events took place only two generations ago: I still remember my grandmother talking about the war. 

Many other photos picture young soldiers who, one side or the other, gave up their life. A total waste in the name of freedom / power. The sing of the seagulls fills the silence. 

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