And when they're reinforced with steel barricades, minefields, and machine-gun nests with interlocking fields of fire... ...what?
Sam turns slightly in her sleep and wraps an arm close around Dani, murmering nothing contentedly.
And when they're reinforced with steel barricades, minefields, and machine-gun nests with interlocking fields of fire... ...what?
Sam turns slightly in her sleep and wraps an arm close around Dani, murmering nothing contentedly.
Me quoque per multos similis fortuna labores
iactatam hac demum voluit consistere terra.
Non ignara mali, miseris succurrere disco.
Publius Vergilius Maro, The Aeneid
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