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I was once told that SF (and the Army in general) treats soldiers like a can of beer: They open you up, take everything good out of you, and then crush you and move right along to the next one.
I'm not surprised by any of this.
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I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -
I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference.
-Robert Frost "The Road Not Taken"
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