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Looks bad for our hero. But could be worse.
Ralph
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From: Met History <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Mon, 12 Sep 2005 07:35:44 EDT
Subject: [BP] Nightmare
Caught in some arid wasteland by angry Mujadeen. Trussed with chains, then wrapped in green canvas, with only a slit for my eyes. Stacked like cordwood with other prisoners, awaiting transport to ... execution? Ransom? Torture? I am the last to be loaded onto a rickety flatbed.
A grizzled footsoldier - the type of would stone an adulteress or demand his conjugal rights from an 11 year old bride - is distracted from heaving me onto the truck, and jumps into the cab, forgetting the last bundle. The motor roars, and grimy exhaust spews in my face, as I am left behind, lying on the desert floor, the sun just rising over the far hills.
C
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