Running the Book of Last Pages
The price of freedom is eternal vigilance.
Tuesday, July 27, 2004
absolutely nothing, except...
Unless your idea of an easy day is standing with over 90 pounds of parachute, reserve parachute, weapon, and rucksack. I might not have been running, but I was sweating to make up for it.
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