Thus, contemplating this photograph, referring to the Ukrainian soldier, who seems to fix our gaze, mute, means becoming aware once again of what war destroys and tears apart. Not just homes, hospitals, schools, steel mills, cities. He destroys and tears apart the bodies; he can let them live but marked. Mutilated, precisely. Delivering us a legacy of pain that can be read in the bodies, in their – visible and desperate – shortcomings.