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Updated: July 9, 2025

But the other voices kept breaking in, drowning out the soft voice with groans, and strings of whining oaths. "An' he said I could sit on the porch, an' the sun'll be so warm an' quiet, an' the garden'll smell so good, an' the beach'll be all white, an' the sea..." Andrews felt his head suddenly rise in the air and then his feet. He swung out of the darkness into a brilliant white corridor.

John Dos Passos - Three Soldiers