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A Small War

A small war At the outskirt of Europe a war has broken out in countries where everyone drives Lada mothers interviewed are proud of their sons defending their land. Should one son die, a big picture will appear in the living room neigbours invited to coffee and cakes his proud mother will tell what a good boy he was and he died with honour. I suppose in Nazi Germany, mothers said the same until there were no sons left. There will be peace, and everyone will claim victory life will go on among the semi-literary people who are doomed to live among high mountains and not learning from past mistakes

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