To tell you the truth, I don't know how it was before, but more and more often I feel that the air is not suitable for breathing and it is difficult for me to bear it. I remember very well that when winter began, there was always, even in the capital, that specific smell of coal being burned for heating. It wasn't a pleasant smell, but it certainly wasn't overpowering on the breath.
And even in the capital, which is and always was, particularly polluted, this smell, mixed with all the other gases and vapors, was not an obstacle to breathing, it was not impossible to endure.
But what happens now? I no longer live in the capital and the air even on a normal summer day can be unbearable. And in winter it can even become deadly.
It's not just the traditional smells of winter, but the poison from the chemical plant nearby, as well as the thermal power plant where garbage is burned for energy. And it's not just that. People around also burn garbage for heating. And it's not just that.
I don't know what's going on, really, since even one burning of the leaves in someone's yard already works really bad for me and makes this smell unbearable to my nose. Maybe because it's almost never just a clean burning of the leaves. Together with them, all kinds of imaginable and unimaginable garbage are burned. Or maybe my nose is just too sensitive.
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| Soul's Detour is a project started by me years ago when I had a blog about historical and not so popular tourist destinations in Eastern Belgium, West Germany and Luxembourg. Nowadays, this blog no longer exists, but I'm still here - passionate about architecture, art and mysteries and eager to share my discoveries and point of view with you. |
