*He runs shirtless in the military parade with a group of privates, and I, who am visiting the barracks, notice him, and he quickly orders the others to continue with a stern shout. *Keep up your blowtorches! No one stops until the parade has gone 20 laps! Then he turns to me and notices me looking at him longingly. What are you doing here? This is a restricted military installation!
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