Life at High Pressure

All the morning the guns have boomed, and machine gun fire have added their stacatto note to the drum like hum of the heavier pieces, hours of tension and anxietey. The enemy gives ground then hunger and thirst make themselves felt. The blackened cookhouse dixies are brought up; some bread and a handful of rice ... Fill up; you must be strong, the Fascist beast must be driven from its last stronghold.

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