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 "The skin hung from my back like a rugged cloth"  Sumiteru Taniguchi was 16 years old when the atomic bomb fell over Nagasaki on August 9, 1945. He worked as a letter carrier when the blast threw him from his bicycle.  He recalled: "When I woke up, the skin of my left arm from the shoulder to the tip of my fingers was trailing like a rag. I put my hand to my back and found my clothing was gone, and there was slimy, burnt skin all over my hand."  The heat from the bomb had melted the skin on his back and left arm, he remembered that he did not feel any pain. Confused and disoriented, Taniguchi searched for help in the chaos:  "Bodies burned black, voices calling for help from burning and collapsed buildings, people with flesh falling off and their guts falling out... This place became a sea of fire. It was hell."  He stumbled upon a group of survivors which helped cutting off loose parts of the skin, and then carried to a hill to rest among other wounded.