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The value of 7.62

The value of a life. As we crossed the bridge, the sound of whistling bombs forewarned of the hell we approached, when they crashed into the earth and defiled it, sending water up and people

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A Single Kraut

“Single Kraut, patrolling the edge of the trench, e’s roughly… I dunno… two hundred and fifty to three hundred metres?” Four fine lines intersected over the lone boy’s chest. The crosshair sat there considering. Then,

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Share a pint

Share a pint. The neon sign flickered red as it hung from the side of the building barely managing to stay attached to the bricks that it so desperately tugged on. The sky was dark

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Happy Transgressions

Happy Transgressions Jonathan’s stay in Bihar was going… Well let’s just say not as well as expected. He hadn’t had a drink in the two weeks that had stayed there, and his recent paintings didn’t

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My dream.

  My dream. His brush sails smoothly across his white canvas, the early morning glow of a midwinter’s morning casts a perfect golden glow upon his work and the birds chirp in the canopies of

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Serve like your Father

Serve like your father. Love like your Mother. Be like your Brother. The words are poignant, ringing in your ears like the shockwave of that mortar blast. What are you thinking? What are you feeling?

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One rule.

Hi! Trying something different for this one, try to ignore the pictures if it ruins the reading for you. One rule. If one thing was known in this community of thieves and frauds, it was

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Don’t let the bed bugs bite

Don’t let the bed bugs bites. “Hello.” It seethed. It was staring, if you could call it that, right through her and into the white void that presided all around. “You’ve had a very bad

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Soil

Soil I heard the first spadesful hit, it pounded and screamed a me, lingering just outside the protection of my justification; its thumping inevitability making me take every breath with overbearing gratitude. The second shovel

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It

It. The storm rocked the ship gently, like a baby in a cradle, a view not shared by the boat’s crew, who were viciously thrown off their vessel as great waves crashed into the side.

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