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  • deviantART: alexiusss Journal: Hell on earth (Visual installment 01)

    This webjournal truth is a horror story... in haunting images and words... about nations and businesses thinking nothing of exploiting the lifeblood and sweat out of laborers enduring great hardship at great risk. The City of Shipbreakers depicted in this journal is a monument of shame. It... more

    Reviewed by discerningword May 26 2008, 10:21pm ( 151 reviews ) deviantart.com

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  • Rated by Lucmee on May 05 2009, 4:15pm

    I've actually been there - and it's a lot worse than these pics show.
  • Rated by duggg on Feb 26 2009, 6:04pm

    Hell on Earth.
  • Rated by pafect on Jan 21 2009, 3:33pm

    Maybe do something about it other than get stumble traffic to your site. Thumbs down.
  • Rated by TwoWorlds on Dec 27 2008, 2:21am

    Geez...it's amazing how so many populations of people slip through the cracks of our collective awareness in the developed world. It's sad how we don't know at all about these people, and therefore do nothing...just because no ingenious documentarian has brought their issue to the latest CNN or MSNBC or Discovery Channel blockbuster tv event. We don't know, and we don't care.
  • Rated by orchestra-of-oz on Nov 30 2008, 6:21pm

    One of many hells.
  • Rated by pmorency11 on Nov 16 2008, 7:26pm

    I've seen so many people die. I've seen 100 people die before my eyes. It is just a matter of destiny." This attitude infects seemingly everyone in Alang. Destiny brings men who otherwise could not support themselves to this fiery corner of India. Destiny wears them out and fills them with malaria. Destiny deprives them of decent sanitation. Destiny burns them and crushes them. "The best thing is the money, which I wouldn't get anyplace else," says Prasad, "and the worst thing is not knowing how long you'll be alive."
  • Rated by vagsevans on Nov 12 2008, 2:51pm

    I have weird dreams lately with ship graveyards just like this
  • Rated by gingerbhoy on Nov 10 2008, 5:34pm

    " In some unused lagoon, some nameless bay, On sluggish, lonesome, muddy waters, anchor'd near the shore, An old, dismasted, gray and batter'd ship, disabled, done and broken, After free voyages to all the seas of earth, haul'd up at last and hawser'd tight, Lies rusting, mouldering" Walt Whitman
  • Rated by kellieann on Nov 10 2008, 5:15pm

    jesus