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I wouldn’t be surprised to learn that with all the positive responses, the author decided to search out an agent for a publishing deal.
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Thanks. You bring up some interesting points in your comment. Glad you enjoyed the story.
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Glad you enjoyed the story. Thanks for commenting.
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Thanks for the critique. Maybe I could have simplified things. You’ve given me something to think about.
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Might be a Scandinavian thing.
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Thanks for the comment. Much to think about.
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You might be right and the Germans may choose to project their venom in the future. They’ve already been rejected by the Argentina Ahnenerbe, but there’s always whatever group the Generation 7 boys are associated with. The question is would the Generation 7 boys want anything to do with the diminished Generation 5 Germans?
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Evil begets evil. Everybody loses. Thanks for your comment.
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Dusk fell on Buenos Aires as August’s winter cold gripped the city. In a crumbling gym tucked away in a desolate corner of the city, Ralph and his two remaining Munich Generation 5 companions, Klaus and Dieter, prepared for their evening ritual of hoisting weights. The Argentine Ahnenerbe had turned their backs on them, choosing to dissolve under UN scrutiny rather than shelter Munich’s exiles. Guided into the anonymity of civilian life, the three Germans had found a fragile peace here. They wer
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I purposely left a few things unresolved. Life’s like that sometimes. Thanks for the comment.
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Not sure about a sequel, but thanks for the comment.
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I thought about including a revenge scene. Maybe I’ll add one. Thanks for the comment.
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It’s hard to wrap my head around it. After everything I’ve been through, I’m sitting in second-period Science with Oscar and Ralph, the room humming with the low murmur of everyday life. You’d think something massive would shake things up, but it all feels strangely normal. The Norwegian and American Ahnenerbe have taken the lead in Europe. Germany and Poland pulled out of Scandinavia, digging in to strengthen their hold on the mainland. Turns out there are smaller chapters in Austria and I
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Good insights. I suppose this story could go on for chapters and chapters. (I promise, it won’t.)
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Thanks for the comment. Keep in mind that the Argentinians may shift the balance. Also, I imagine many of the highly intelligent boys and men from both sides may have uncertain allegiance.
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Good point. Thanks for the comment.
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Could have been worse,
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I hope you like twists. Chapter 12 is on the way. Thanks for the comment.
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Thanks for the comment.
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** They should’ve turned northeast toward town. Instead, they veered west, and soon we were bushwhacking through Flandrau State Park’s snarled trails, their racket a beacon in the dark. Only three remained—two had slipped away unnoticed. The shouting and stomping led us to weathered cabins, squat and ominous in the gloom. “These must be the WWII German prisoner cabins,” Emma whispered. Then, silence—dead, suffocating silence. I glanced around. Five Minnesota men now stood enc
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Plant life—scary!
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Thanks for the comment.
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I sat holding Jakob’s hand, as Frank drove us to the airport, already regretting our impending weekend separation. We’d had a particularly sex-filled evening the night before, and at dinner, Frank and Carson gave us a few tips during a question-and-answer period. The discussion was fun and pretty sexy on its own. I came away from the discussion with a different impression of Carson. I’d always considered him the most sober and serious of the Norwegians—and he is—but just below the surf
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I know it’s a similar story for many.
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This story is unlike my others. It is the true account of a gay boy growing up in California in the second half of the twentieth century. A story many of us can tell. There is darkness and light in this narrative.
