Walks into bunk, from the POW camp yard.
Well, anouther day is ending at the damn place. Still cant get use to it. Still feels odd, something other than ripped up crew, and these damn krauts.
Oah well... Guess there's nothing we can do other than wait... for now...
(Think ill go with our Creepy SS friend Nisgeis.)
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