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We had been sent as boys to do men’s work on the battlefield. Now that we returned as men we were offered boys’ work.
Or is it that young men are fodder both in war and peace?
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Whether we like it or not, we are the ones who create the enemy and lose the neighbor. Mine enemy is my neighbor.
It is hard to mistreat someone you consider your neighbor.
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The whole atmosphere of the Death House was anti-life; over it all was the miasma of decay, the promise of nothingness.
Loved the word, ‘miasma’
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