Normandy Sailing, Leroy Neiman
Men are disturbed not by things,
but by the view which they take of them
Lisa explains herself over at Milpub:
"Each morning as she packed my kit (lunch), she would belt out rousing choruses of war tunes, from both sides: "Over There, Over There / Send the word, send the word, Over There. . ." Her grandfather sat under a portrait of Lord Kitchener. To be English is to have some minor quirks."
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