The Letter from No Man's Land

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The field hospital smelled of iodine and gangrene and something else—something I couldn't name at the time but recognize now as the particular stench of men dying in places they have no business being. I was twenty years old and had never smelled death before that September, and even though I had spent the previous two years reading poetry by the firelight in a bookstore in St. John's, Vermont,...

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