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War
I've got it in my head to start a war.But I think my war could be a good war, a just war. A war of medals and brotherhood and good-natured cussing and yes trench-foot and shrapnel and tears but the trench-foot of dark infant glory, the shrapnel of stately limps, the tears of chaste nationalistic Teresas, of breath-taking panoramic landscape cast of thousands.In my war all troop formations will conform to the Golden Ratio.In my war all...
Published on April 29, 2010 11:40