Happy Secondi
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I spoke a lot about weaponry back then. The lone soldier who resided with the elderly woman was named Alex. It was unknown if they had a relationship. I would watch Alex from our balcony on Friday afternoons, thinking what a waste of manpower he was, cleaning his short barrel M-16 in the sun, smoking, and sweating for an hour or two while wearing boxer shorts and an undershirt.I first became aware of it when I overheard him speaking on the phone. He claimed that the IDF was the nation's largest whorehouse and that everyone was swarming around one another, including male officers and female soldiers, female commanders and male ones, and male commanders male and female leaders, as well as male leaders amongst themselves. Tall and fair, Alex exuded a haughty Russian air. The light gleamed on his pale, hairy legs, and the shadow under his armpits evoked recollections of bygone times, when the army tent floor was covered in crumpled newspapers with lipstick ads from basic training. Everything was worked out for me, down the last detail. Alex sat on the oil-stained railing for hours as I spent hours on the balcony with the door closed behind us. The elderly woman had attempted to clean the railing but was never able to remove the stains. Other than the elderly woman, Alex has no relatives in Israel. My kin was only
By Happy Secondiabout a year ago in Chapters
