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“What do you think of the rebels?” Asked Franz. “Will they win?”
The driver shrugged. “Quine sabes, senor? Who knows what side God is on?”
“The communists don’t believe in God.”
“Perhaps,” said the driver. “But what matters is if God believes in them.”

There were three fast pops and he waited until thirty seconds had gone by before looking out the window but he could see nothing. If this were the States it might be kids killing lizards but here kids didn't have guns and those who employed them diplomatically by shooting diplomats.

My friend John is aiding in the delay of my conquering Juliette. My back thanks him.