Sunday, January 07, 2007

Late one moon-lit night

In the hooch, listening to an on-again, off-again firefight outside the walls. There goes the heavy machine gun, so it’ll probably be over soon. Of course, now is when I have to pee. So I walk outside and notice a gun truck parked at the end of the trailers. A soldier is manning a fifty pointed towards the east wall, and I’m hopin’ he doesn’t know something that I don’t know. I’m not liking this at all.

But the trip to the latrine is fairly uneventful. On my way back I note the truck is still there. Maybe I’ll be awake for a while.


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