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The guns sounded all the night in the distance; cannon fire. Could see it in the dark, the flashes of lightening-like fire-boom; shouting other-reach; the all-night through. Must have been: unofficial and unacknowledged shooting-war; the Israelis and Arabs shooting at each other for fun, it seemed to me, I being in the distance there. "The orders are one cannon shot every twenty-seven minutes. Aye, Aye-Aye Sir." Of who-me do I shoot - off across the sea-miles distance - did I ever know you? We us. So I quite like Israel. It is a very rough sort of place. Soldiers are found everywhere with sub-machine guns. They are usually just off duty for the moment. The Israelite's seem to be rather hardworking and industrious. These people seem to have more spirit than in any other place I have been.
I was an idiot on the buses. I had a rucksack on my back; with those stupid Roman holiday sheepskin-boots, hung on the outside; so I was hitting seated people; on occasion in the head with them - on crowded; had to stand - buses. Mostly I didn't exactly like; when a soldier got on; sat at the window-seat; and set his machine gun down; on the aisle seat; barrel pointed at me. And-so he looks; and what about it? What are the chances of this thing going off? I will be brave. Just sit-here. How rude can you get: me with my boots, and him with his snub-gun.
I went to the Guess-Who girls kibbutz. As I thought, it was just like the army; but instead of military duties, it was garden-farming desert-soil. They even lived in: group barracks, and had a mess hall, army same all-just. I may have stayed one night. Miss New York threw the money at me, hitting the wall, just above my head; and just above where I was standing: the door; which I thought quite ungrateful; wrapped in a wad, with a rubber band. The impression I remember:
Miss Irish was in love with me; but wouldn't show it, and what am I to do: assumed I there with them, but I couldn't relate. So far out of my domain, not physics you understand; they were army same, but I wasn't in love with her which might require, a mighty fine jig. Army barracks but with a woman, of what sort of whirl-spin, do I have to whatever-her, but was not there, and I was not staying to requite it.
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