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Submitted to Contest #290
The platoon turns as one, their bloodred uniforms shining with starch in the pseudo-sun. The artificial lights high above flicker momentarily, then immediately return to their former unforgiving brightness. Nothing in the BARRACKS is permitted to be anything less than perfect, and even the lightbulbs appear momentarily abashed to have lapsed.One soldier, at the head of one of the countless lines, glances quickly up at the lights and then back down again. No one else reacts, not even to dart her a side glance for breaking protocol.She smooths...
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