"These men were in desert camouflage, and both carried M-4s, which were, to the president, a somewhat stunning exhibition." -- The Balance of Power |
"He saw men scaling the low terrace walls. Their anger was unmistakable. It was in every set jaw, in every horizontal brow that squinted under the white sky..." - Buses from Bridgeport |
"...the rats that stood before me now were lean and squint-eyed, looking sideways at me and sizing me up in terms of shank, brisket, flank, tip, and sirloin." --Revolutionaries, a Fable |
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