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And this is a one aptly enough.

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This one is titled
to "One Man Down,"

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but it was just written--

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it was written a few
months after the other one.

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All right, plane.

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[SOUND OF PLANE OVERHEAD]
This one

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is different from the others
and yet it has something,

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I guess, that I like.

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"One Man Down."

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"Your brother brings
you home from hunting,

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slung over your horse, dead,
with a wild boar tied down

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beside you.

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I asked no questions.

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He throws a boar at
my feet, hands me

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the sweet red
licorice he promised.

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I eat it then turn, drop
the shawl from my shoulders.

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I don't wear a blouse.

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His hands slipped between my
arms and cover my breasts.

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He whispers of a dress in town.

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I could sew one like it myself.

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I turn around
unbuttoning my skirt.

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I sit on the ground waiting,
staring at my painted toenails

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while he loosens his
belt. He smiles, swings it

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across my face.

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I moan.

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He pushes me back.

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I keep my eyes open.

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The hound's paws bloody the
tiles lining the flower bed.

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The bitch walks behind
him, licking his tracks.

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I scratch the flesh above me.

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The odor of fresh meat digs a
finger in each of my nostrils.

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The horse rears,
your body slides

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from the black saddle like
a bedroll of fine velvet,

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I laugh, close my
eyes, and relax."

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