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  • Essay / decimation - 1899

    themselves. One of your friends makes a mistake, you could also stumble upon it. So you watch each other. These Sons of Man guys are trying to do the same thing with the entire Islamic world. Ask them to self-monitor. Come to think of it, this is probably the only effective way to keep tabs on terrorist actions. From the inside." "Decimation." Pasquini looked impressed. "Well, you have to hand it over to the Romans. They didn't mess around. How did they decide which poor bastards got the ax with the traitor? » Keane gave his partner a playful frown as he pocketed his phone. “This is the story of your own people, Pasquini, you should know that. It was random, they drew straws. " " Eh. » Pasquini put another lifeline in his mouth. “That doesn't seem very fair. I think I would like to talk to my military recruiter about this. ""The Romans didn't care about what's right, they cared about what works. That's how you become Roman, buddy. a ditch next to the burned Humvee you both had just driven into. The fair was for civilians whose mission was to get things done when lives and empires were at stake, soldiers and the Caesars of the world – they didn't. And sometimes, justice stood in the way of the just. How many times had Keane seen evil evade justice because only one side was supposed to play fair? Keane and Pasquini dominated the climb together and spread out below them. stretching for miles, thousands and thousands of flickering candles, a kind of vigil Support who What? He was lying on the Blue Hoodie now, stomach to stomach, his gun pressed against the man's temple. He got up a little and looked: blood everywhere. Blue Hoodie's face was covered in it. How much of this is my own blood? This thought came to him with a strange detachment. He felt nothing and knew that might have been the initial shock. On stage, Bayley finally got a glimpse of what was happening and instinctively backed away from the fight. There was now a look of horror on his face. A young girl with braids and a Power Puff Girls T-shirt had climbed halfway up the back stairs to the stage, trying to see what was going on. The political talk show host apparently smelled danger and was running straight towards her on her big, bandaged legs. “Move aside, move, move, move!” he said, mowing down the little girl in his haste to escape whatever danger existed here...