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His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. . Something for temporary gratification. There aren't that many real men around, either. . "They're alive and still breathing! Look - here's shrapnel from the mine!" .
. It won't hurt - just hang on, Little One!" . The commander's long, sensitive fingers, which he held on the forward stock of his automatic rifle as if it were the neck of a guitar, left no doubt about the source of his personal callsign, which had long since become his second name. Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but
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