Edson was a small man in a short-sleeved white shirt and pale green tie. But at the middle of the night I moved among the tents of the Assyrians. He looked down at the Polaroid and then up over his glasses at Bosch. It is the will of Yahweh that you march forth with yokes upon your necks.
It was a run-down dump now. It was miraculous. Fanning out swiftly in all directions the army occupied crossroads and villages and even walled towns. I used to know the rebbe, she said cryptically.
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