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I was a soldier of Zion

By Audrey N. Carpio | May 23, 2003 - 12:00am

Ifound myself in a different reality. Bodies of all races were strewn across a field, wounded and bloody; their battle-weary expressions revealing that thousand-yard stare we’ve come to associate with severe...

Young Star