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“[…] Bravo can laugh and feel somewhat superior because they know they’re being used. Of course they do, manipulation is their air and element, for what is a soldier’s job but to be the pawn of higher?”

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Billy Lynn's Long Halftime Walk

In this thought-provoking novel, the author portrays the life of a young soldier, Billy Lynn, who returns to the United States after serving in Iraq. The story focuses on his brief stay in Dallas during a football game, where he is celebrated as a hero. The narrative examines the soldier's struggle to reintegrate into civilian life and the disconnect between the reality of war and the public's perception of it. more

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Ben Fountain
Ben Fountain

Ben Fountain is an American fiction writer known for his distinctive narrative style and profound insights into American Southern culture. His works often focus on the complex relationships between individuals and society, history, and reality, particularly in depicting the impact of war and conflict on individuals. more

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