En smakebit på søndag v. 24 2025

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"And quite suddenly I´m afraid. Me, self - contained but slight and alone and, yes fearful, balanced against the anger and the heft of nine men. With only the dubious position of cook to protect me. I wanted this; I schemed to get there. And I think of walking across the uneven ground to my huddled tent, of lightning the Coleman lantern - but, no, every movement you make shows itself through the transparent tent wlls. I may look like a boy, but I will have to to undress in the dark every night. And yet when I look at their faces down either side of this rough table, I see the same faces I have always seen, the same men I have always known. Bearded or clean - shaven, angular or smooth, they are after all only men."