Alec plops into a slouch across from Ginsberg and then starts to load up his coffee with massive amounts of sugar. Unhealthy amounts of it.
"There's going to be one in Iraq, I think it's Iraq... in the 1990s." He pauses. "Do you want me to tell you what's going to happen in the future? I forget that people don't really like that."
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"There's going to be one in Iraq, I think it's Iraq... in the 1990s." He pauses. "Do you want me to tell you what's going to happen in the future? I forget that people don't really like that."