I lay in a tent in the dark on a camping trip with friends. In the not-far-enough distance in the town, I heard the sound of gunfire and screams of pain and anguish. I was sickened by the sound of people dying, and I'm not sure, but I may have been angered by the indifferent laughter of my friends. I'm not sure if they were laughing, though; it's
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