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War and Dementia

An elderly lady was losing her mind. If that wasn't bad enough the Russians invaded her homeland. Her family dragged her from bomb shelter to bomb shelter depending upon where the limbs and screams were scattered. She couldn't comprehend the carved-out stares skinny ghosts in skinny doorways or a broken stairway searching for a way out. She became disoriented and extremely agitated but so did those that still had their minds intact. War had shifted everything onto the same twisted track.

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