There is a war out there: casualties pile up, lines shake, the enemy advances incessantly.
And the generals, meanwhile, get drunk on themselves as if it were not with them.
This is how abandoned soldiers increasingly perceive it, as they clench their teeth under fire,
because they know that if shrapnel or a bullet hits them, there will be no helicopter with a red cross to come to their aid
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The enemy of this war is not the viral pandemic: in front of it, bad than good, and once
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