Born in 1916, Tsutomu Yamaguchi was on a business trip to Hiroshima on August 6th, 1945. As he stepped off a tram an atomic bomb blew up less than two miles away, fucking shit up in an extraordinary way. Eardrums destroyed and temporarily blind, Yamaguchi scrambled to figure out just what the hell happened.
After spending a night in an air raid shelter, Yamaguchi decided Hiroshima probably wasn't the safest place to conduct business, so he went home.
To Nagasaki.
A few days later, Yamaguchi was in the office of his supervisor, regaling him with the story of his near-miss with this mythical city-vaporizing super bomb. And just as he was trying to explain to his boss that it's impossible to sell cars in a city that's literally on fire, there was the distinct sound that few men on earth but Yamaguchi would have recognized: that of another atomic bomb, again detonating just two miles away.
Lo de la bomba atomica y el tipito sufriendo las dos lo habia leido hace bastante y ya se que no es gracioso pero te cagas de risa, muy mala suerte el flaco. En japones creo que tienen un nombre especifico, personas que como el, por distintos motivos sufrieron los efectos de las dos bombas atomicas.
The Earth was blue,
but there was no God Disclaimer: GeoCities me robó la firma
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