"It was probably June 14, two days after my four friends were killed. We decided to hold a funeral for them in the college, I remember being a cold sense of detachment from the world and everything in it...I quickly dressed in ALL OUT BLACK. Black shirt, black pants.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I realized the danger in my uniform, so I opened the buttons of the shirt, reavealing an olive vest underneath! cool, now not only I am in the Mahdir's Army, but also a member of the army.
I whatthefucked and hurled ass out, after all, I was just going to go up the street and rent a taxi..."
Eject: Iraqi KKK
This exchange reminds me of a scene from LOTR.
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