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“Soldiers were clattering onto the streets, the flourish of their rifles rap-tap-tapping echoed in the shattered silence, and that sent cold chills that shivered our spines.” — Milan Sime Martinic, Ironway: Watching Over Benjamin Hill -
Soldiers were clattering onto the streets, the flourish of their rifles rap-tap-tapping echoed in the shattered silence, and that sent cold chills that shivered our spines.