“When I came to I was lying on a large raised platform together with several wounded Korean and Chinese soldiers. The bloke next to me was sitting up as if he was frozen into position, with his hands clasped about his knees. He was a blackish brown colour, the skin on his body so completelyContinue reading “RKS Literature: Napalm Nightmare (Bryce Courtenay)”
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