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Sunday, October 31st, 2010

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    2:11a
    @@@@@ Well, what the hell could he do but send a
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    Well, what the hell could he do but send a platoon up to occupy that empty bivouac? If they were able to do it without difficulty, he would start worrying then about what to do nextA fragile breeze stirred against his face and he thought with longing of the beach and the pleasantly chill ocean water, the palm trees silhouetted against the shoreSomewhere in the jungle miles away from him something was happening to the JapaneseMaybe their G-3 was sitting on the can now too
    But something was wrong with themThe Jap corpses lately looked skinnierAll these islands were supposed to be blockaded, not getting any supplies, but of course you could never depend on the Navy to tell the truth on thatWhy did he have to make these decisions? He lost track of the minutes listening to the rapt absorptive buzzing of the flies under the latrine boardsOne or two whipped against his naked flanks and he grunted with displeasureThey damn sure needed a new latrine
    He lifted himself, did a makeshift job with the sodden paper which had become drenched in the night's rainThere ought to be some better way of making a cover for it than to use a NoThe Major tried to think of some other way to keep the paper dryWhat a lazy day it was
    He got up and stopped off at officers' mess to get a can of iced beer"How're you doin', Major?" one of the cooks askedSomething was bothering him"Oh, yeah, listen, O'Brien, I been gettin' the GIs againYou keeping your pots clean?"
    "You ought to know, Major
    He grunted again, looked about under the tent at the empty wooden tables, the benches flanking themThe gray metal officers' dishes were already laid out"You oughtn't to make the setting too early," the Major said"It just lets the flies horse around on them
    "Okay, do something about it He waited until O'Brien started collecting the plates, and then walked across the bivouac to the operations
    2:19a
    @@@@@ “Panov understood, Br’er RabbitWhen in my
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    “Panov understood, Br’er RabbitWhen in my very unofficial status I worked on you for
    Europe, I told Morris that you don’t study a man’s face in a lens without learning things about that
    face, that manI wanted you to talk about the things I found missing in that lens and Morris thought
    it might not be a bad ideaAnd now that confessional hour is over, I gotta say that it’s really
    good to see you, Jason, but to tell you the truth I’m not happy to see you, if you catch my
    meaning
    “I need your help, Cactus
    “That’s the root of my unhappinessYou’ve been through enough and you wouldn’t be here
    unless you were itching for more, and in my professional, lens-peering opinion, that ain’t healthy
    for the face I’m lookin’ at
    “You’ve got to help me
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
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    “Then you’d better have a damn good reason that passes muster for the good doctor’Cause I
    ain’t gonna mess around with anything that could mess you up furtherI met your lovely lady
    with the dark red hair a few times in the hospital—she’s somethin’ special, Br’er, and your kids
    have got to be outstanding, so you see I can’t mess around with anything that might hurt them
    Forgive me, but you’re all like kinfolk from a distance, from a time we don’t talk about, but it’s on
    my mind
    “They’re why I need your help
    “The Jackal’s closing inHe found us in Hong Kong and he’s zeroing in on me and my family,
    on my wife and my children
    The old man’s eyes grew wide under the green shade, a moral fury in his expanded pupils
    “Does the good doctor know about this?”
    “He’s part of itHe may not approve of what I’m doing, but if he’s honest with himself, he
    knows that the bottom line is the Jackal and me
    The aged black studied his pleading client in the hallway, in the afternoon shadows“You in
    good shape, Br’er Rabbit?” he asked“You still got juices?”
    “I run six miles every morning and I press weights at least twice a week in the university gym—

    “I didn’t hear thatI don’t want to know anything about colleges or universities
    “Then you didn’t hear itYou look in pretty fair condition, I’ll say that
    “It’s deliberate, Cactus,” said Jason quiet

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