I saw no one, but I had no ideaof the capabilities of the enemy. For all I knew, there were cameras andlistening devices implanted in the trees themse...ves. I didn't want Freddieto tell me something that might get him killed.He sensed what I was thinking. "I doubt They're listening. It simply isn'tworth Their time to spy on the likes of us. We're not important enough toThem and Their plans." He cleared his throat."My division was a first responder investigation team for plane crashes.Our. Tahira: acha (phir vo seat ko pakr kar ghoree ban gae or gand ka soorakh aik hath sa khol deya, or mai muth marna laga)Mai: bohat maza a raha hai tumharee gand ko dakh kar muth marna ka, gand ka surakh thora or kholo.Tahira: bahai mai gir jaon gee, chair ko agar chor deya.Mai: ok seedha ho jao.Tahira: bahai ab ap be dekho apni gandMai: tum na kaya karni hai,Tahira: asa he bus dakhni haiMai: ok(or mai ghora ban ka apni bahan ko gand ka surakh dekhana laga)Tahira: is par to bohat sara ball hayin,. Iwas a part of the circle of life. This body was my miracle in flesh; itwas sanctified.If only I could wrap it up in tissue paper and put it in a box! Take itout to reminisce and show my closest friends. But no, it's all ornothing. Live this way forever, or chop it up and throw it away. Itdoesn't seem fair, that's too violent a choice.I'm a boy, I'm not supposed to want to be a woman; but in the Amazon, Iwas a woman, a mother. Was that wrong? Was it bad? Should I put thatunder the cold. The electricity fizzed into the air. he was close now. both crammed into the corridor onto the stage draped in dark and smothered in the hot thick atmosphere. her head tilted down cheek almost, just brushing his bare torso. she had puled the sheet around her shoulders in readiness for the next seen but there was time. 9 minutes now. “how are the nerves” his voice deep and scratched. she looked up close to his face now. the sounds of the play behind them fade into silences. nose slightly to.