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The tropics change radically when one suffers.. No more
paradise!. The birds don't sing right anymore, the nice flowers smell like rotten veggies, the beaches stink of dead seals and the Whole Dream Picture becomes Black & White. The only one that can understand you
and give you hope and mental relief at this point of time is your Mummy. That is why the boys, full of holes from the enemy's bullets are crying for their mum when they feel the last minutes passing. They never call
their girl friends or even wives, strange!
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