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I switched my computer on tonight with the intention of sharing light bits of our days but instead I compusilvely read through the internet, searching through words and images of familiar lands and faces for the disappeared, as some have been searching for lives under a thick layer of mud, for the children, the grandmother, the husband, the pets, for a decent explanation why there was no alarm, no bus, no truck to carry them away from the deadly wave of mud swallowing down a whole town, a valley and fearing to discover how many lives our luxurous and absurd lifestyles have cost so far.