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…ity that night and appeared beautiful, like cities often do to me when I can see only their lights. Low-rise neighborhoods spread to the horizon. I imagined Iraqis sleeping there and tried not to think of the insurgents out there I couldn’t see. The Blackhawk’s rotors slowly resumed their whirl. The noise pulled me back from the peaceful nigh…
Russell Carr
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Fantastic article, Russell.
Storyteller and part-time procrastinator. Writing to inspire, entertain, and avoid doing laundry. Substack: https://mattlillywhite.substack.com/subscribe
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