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Grenades and Pipe Bombs and Opium, oh my!

Grenades and Pipe Bombs and Opium, oh my!

So, I was originally posting this on my Facebook but I didn’t think the broken posts could really put this bullshit into proper context and perspective for people. You see, there are certain people that I trust with Grenade launchers, like stoicdaydreamer who uses one for a living as a combat commander in the Border Guard over in Israel. She knows what she’s doing with one, and I think it’s awesome that she does. There are other people, however, that…

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Grenades and Pipe Bombs and Opium, oh my!

Grenades and Pipe Bombs and Opium, oh my!

So, I was originally posting this on my Facebook but I didn’t think the broken posts could really put this bullshit into proper context and perspective for people. You see, there are certain people that I trust with Grenade launchers, like stoicdaydreamer who uses one for a living as a combat commander in the Border Guard over in Israel. She knows what she’s doing with one, and I think it’s awesome that she does. There are other people, however, that…

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Ashdod

Ashdod

Ashdod, Israel 2011 Beautiful…simply beautiful, I thought, standing out on the balcony – the mirpeset – of my apartment in Ashdod. A city of beauty, though not one inclined towards academics…the veneer of new apartments hiding what was, in reality, a fugue state of mind more worthy of a Buffalo bender blackout weekend than a deluxe beach city with stacked high rises, the waves crashing just a few blocks from our building. I thought of the old, yellowed copy of…

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Ashdod

Ashdod

Ashdod, Israel 2011 Beautiful…simply beautiful, I thought, standing out on the balcony – the mirpeset – of my apartment in Ashdod. A city of beauty, though not one inclined towards academics…the veneer of new apartments hiding what was, in reality, a fugue state of mind more worthy of a Buffalo bender blackout weekend than a deluxe beach city with stacked high rises, the waves crashing just a few blocks from our building. I thought of the old, yellowed copy of…

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