I've got my custom loadout, a holographic scoped assault rifle and a stock of claymore mines to use to cover my back as I look out over the wreckage of the downed transport plane for insurgents.
Using this conflation of subjectivities as a point of departure, Harry/Harriet becomes an unusual point of re-entry into the native land, especially if we keep in mind that this novel was written in 1987. Mother figure, sister, translesbian lover, and consistent friend, this character functions here as a catalyst, […]
nothing might abash the villein bold, / Ne mortall steele emperce his miscreated mould.
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