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31.12.2010 um 22:47 Uhr

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@@@@@I wish I could talk to Polack, he'd know how to work itMinetta looked at his handsI'm as good a man as PolackI can be out while he's still talking about itThey'll only keep me here a couple of days, and then they'll send me to another hospital where they keep the looniesIf I get there, I'll be able to copy themAbruptly, he was depressed againThat doc is watching me, I'm gonna have a tough time of itMinetta hobbled over to a table in the center of the tent, and picked up a magazineIf I get out, he told himself, I could write Polack a letter and say, "Who's crazy now?" Minetta began to giggle as he thought of Polack's face when he read thatIt's just a question of guts, he said to himself He lay down and remained without moving for half an hour, holding the magazine over his faceThe sun had heated the tent until it felt like a steam room, and Minetta was weak and miserableA tension increased inside him, and suddenly, without allowing himself to think, he stood up and shrieked, "Fug yez all "Take it easy," a soldier said from a nearby cot Minetta threw his magazine at him, and screamed, "There's a Jap outside the fuggin tent, there's a Jap right over there, right over there He looked about wildly, and shouted, "Where's a gun, gimme a gun He was shaking with excitementHe picked up his rifle, and pointed it through the door of the tent"There's the Jap, there he is," he screamed, and fired the rifleHe heard it numbly, a little amazed at his audacityI ought to be an actor, went through his mindHe waited, expecting the soldiers to grab him, but no one movedThey were watching him warily, frozen with astonishment and fear on their cots"Get rid of your guns, men, they're attacking," he said, and threw his gun to the gr

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