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Dozer rose from his bunk. His feet felt the hard cold stone grey floor. Feet that had trod every troublespot in the world. Feet that had tasted a touch of danger. Feet that had seen too much.

(, Wed 23 Jun 2021, 9:51, archived)
I can just see him now

(, Wed 23 Jun 2021, 10:17, archived)