tain them, they dreamed of Paris.nL he virtue of O'Brien's novel is thatnit shuns polemics. He writes intenselynof combat: the anticipation, mindlessnfiring, counting bodies, and numbednrecovery; it is enough to evokeneither admiration of such succinctnprose, or the fatuous assumption thatnthe explicit horror of it all means thatnO . . .
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