TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD

“I thought of TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD. I had finished reading it one night in a bunker, my knees bent and hunched together while mortars hit the ground, the glow of a cigarette and the moon as my only light. Standing there now, chain-smoking, I felt like I finally understood the ending.” Michael Anthony, CIVILIANIZED

black withered tree surounded by body of water
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