It's been a few days now that I really feel sea-sick when I jump into bed, always thinking about the nights dem Iraqi children are having at the same time in bagdad and around there.
And all that being inflicted by people who spend their time telling "they're sorry, that accidents might happen, and that it's wartime after all". It's revolting.
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