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i've copied and pasted this from the bbc website so it won't get lost ... Inside Siberia’s isolated community of forgotten women 3 hours ago Share this with Facebook   Share this with Messenger   Share this with Twitter   Share this with Email   Share Image copyright ODED WAGENSTEIN In the remote village of Yar-Sale, in Northern Siberia, lives a group of elderly women. Once part of a nomadic community of reindeer herders, in their old age they spend most of their days in seclusion, isolated from the world they loved. While the men are encouraged to remain within the migrating community and maintain their social roles, the women are often ostracised and left to face the struggles of old age alone. Photographer Oded Wagenstein took the long journey to meet these 'forgotten' women. Image copyright ODED WAGENSTEIN "It took a flight, a sixty-hour train ride from Moscow, and a seven-hour bone-breaking drive across a

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2yUN6CsuVPw https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yNssQyjYtyU There is lambswool under my naked feet. The wool is soft and warm, - gives off some kind of heat. A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed. Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid. The fleas cling to the golden fleece, Hoping they'll find peace. Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid. There's no hiding in my memory. There's no room to avoid. The crawlers cover the floor in the red ochre corridor. For my second sight of people, they've more lifeblood than before. They're moving in time to a heavy wooden door, Where the needle's eye is winking, closing in on the poor. The carpet crawlers heed their callers: "We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out." There's only one direction in the faces that I see; It's upward to the ceiling, where the

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