"I'm afraid to stay on this land. They gave me a dosimeter, but what am I supposed to do with it? I do my laundry, it's nice and white, but the dosimeter goes off. I make food, bake a pie - it goes off. I make the bed - it goes off. What do I need it for?
I feed my kids and cry. 'Why are you crying, Mom?' "
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