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A Quiet Night Behind the Trenches | Sleep Story
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A winter night in Flanders, nineteen fifteen going into nineteen sixteen. Behind the front line, soldiers drink strong tea, dry their socks, borrow books, sleep in old brick vaults and eventually find a warm bed of straw on a Belgian farm.
You don't need to make it all the way back from the trenches. Falling asleep somewhere along the road is exactly the idea.
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Tonight: we begin in a support trench near Wipers, among duckboards, sandbags, braziers and mugs of tea that taste faintly of petrol. From there, we move back through the…
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