That Photo.
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On the 30 January the British soldiers murdered 13 people in Derry on a Sunday after Mass.
I was a young girl in Madrid. That Photo is about how my life changed because of That Photo.
I am convinced theat some of the 13 gave me their lives to live because of how I reacted when I saw That Photo.
Plese read it and feel what I felt.
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