military travails

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“When I first joined the army a few years ago,” Corporal Clegg complained, “Little did I have any idea how I’d end up.”

It was a bitter cold winter in Alaska. He, along with about a dozen other young men, was stranded in an obscure Alaskan outpost.

“Each of us is being tested,” he explained, “To see how much isolation he can endure. Our solitary confinement is strictly enforced. None of us is allowed out of his quarters without supervision.”

There wasn’t anyone else there. He was merely thinking out loud, in order to keep his mind occupied.

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