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The Worst Thing About War Was The Sitting Around And Wondering What You Were Doing Morally.

If We Do Not Redefine Manhood, War Is Inevitable.

All The Pathos And Irony Of Leaving One's Youth Behind Is Thus Implicit In Every Joyous Moment Of Travel: One Knows That The First Joy Can Never Be Recovered, And The Wise Traveller Learns Not To Repeat Successes But Tries New Places All The Time.

Travel Sharpens The Senses. Abroad One Feels, Sees And Hears Things In An Abnormal Way.

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