Disappearance
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The story intentionally inspired with the main line of 'Picnic at Hanging Rock' film from 1978 tells the story of three girls missing since the bonfire night celebrating the end of school year in 1948 and the summer solstice in post- war Poland, in the area formerly belonging to Germany.
Was their disappearance a planned plot, or a mysterious murder? Did a magnetic phenomenon of that area play any role? Or, maybe the story itself became an excuse to take a look of a concerned sociologist at human condition so much bruised by the last world war?
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