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MacDonald and the Jungle Monk



“Where can I find Captain Vernon Endicott?” Captain John MacDon aid asked one of a cluster of clerks in the 9th Cavalry’s regimental headquarters.  “Oh, oh,” the clerk said, looking at the rubber-mat floor behind…



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Prologue to Mokasatsu



“You shall not do it,” she said. A mere murmur, those words, deceptively soft, even gentle. Almost subliminal, though distinctly determined to anyone who knew her as he did. She had, in fact, employed the…



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