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Sa June 4 -

TOURING THE SOUK -

*Eight US infantrymen and I sit knee-to-knee inside one of the Strykers, guns resting between their thighs... I look down at my legs and wonder what will happen if we hit a bomb. Will I lose my feet only, or all of my legs? I distract myself by looking towards the other end of the Stryker, where the gunner and commander sit in front of three flickering monitors... the everyday bustle of a fruit market becomes a scary world of moving shadows, nudging close to the vehicle.*

+ G takes a new kind of ride.

:: Trigris Tales ::

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