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If Only: Consecutive Substack Story 1140
In the unforgiving mud we were so gleefully pugnacious and territorially bellicose.
The game was Capture the Flag.
We played late at night, and most of us played like our lives were at stake, though the flag itself was stolen from a public golf course by one of our drunken dads.
Marvin Leister’s leg got broken one year, and Darius Bellman had to get 12 stitches over his eyebrow.
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