Explosive Conscript Prisoner Cabbot, Soldier

On the cusp of summer, we had another substitute teacher. The morning went pretty much as expected, he handed out the worksheets. The class did not behave well. After lunchtime, he turned off all the lights in the classroom and sat cross-legged right on top of the teacher's desk. Illuminated by what little light could sneak past the vinyl pull-down blinds, he told us about guard duty in the bamboo forest. “You get so jumpy,” he whispers, “you shoot anything that moves. Leaf falls? you shoot it.…

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