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1.This is the reason why we fight. Keep an eye on Arthur. Not a flinch. Hard as nails is Arthur. Don’t leave his side been through it all copy him. See how he stands how he holds the rifle. I wish they would stay dead. The groans the moaning the crying. I wish that fellow would move back. Why do they have to be heroes? I hate heroes. 2. I wonder what Vitalie is doing I’ll never bitch again about housework I won’t I promise I won’t bitch again I promise Vitalie. 3. Vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine vermine. 4. The dead. Funny how the dead don’t move. Once saw a headless chicken. Ran around. Laughed so much I shit me pants. 5. The smell. Makes me hungry. That beef today was discoloured pork. Discoloured pork is better than fish. Fish. Beef. Pork. I wonder if I could ask Jacques for a slice of bread and may be some cheese and a glass of wine. Syphilis he has. Egypt. Those were the days. Egypt. I was lucky. She had a great pair. Firm. Lovely nipples. Couldn’t get it up. 6. Come on come on come on give the order. Come on come on come on stop moving.
Come on come on let’s get this over with. I’m cold
look at that bastard come on give the
order come on. I hate this waiting. come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on come on. 8. Gautier you can do this. Yes, Gautier you can do this. Gautier you can do this. Easy Gautier. Just pull the trigger Gautier. You’ve done it before Gautier. 8. I need a shit. Always happens. I hope that painter doesn’t show me about to shit my pants. Why would a painter want to paint us?
Paul Kavanagh
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