by ada

The back door of a military base and prison near to our house. In my childhood we often played on the piece of ground between the blocks of our houses and the walls of the army territory, and felt honored to carry out important missions, such as buying coca cola, for the soldiers on duty. Hungary doesn’t have an obligatory military service since seven years, so this part of the ground is empty now, but the main buildings are still in use. Sometimes we hear the army band practising some festive tunes but I haven’t seen a soldier since my childhood and I think this is perfectly ok. Growing up in a country that has a five-hundred-years-history of losing every war it got involved in, and that still remembers every lost battle with actual pain, I think I became a devoted pacifist.

2 Comments to “365/25”

  1. Great image, great story. There should be abandoned military bases everywhere.

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