Statement of intent:
Having been there and done that I thought I might as well put down some words to that effect. Me, rather than some middle-aged white guy who knows jack-shit about the far side of nowhere.
Past: Black ops.
Future: "Call me Mr President."
I always bet on seven. Seven every time.
Great typing grunts I would be honoured to serve with:
Special powers: Prose that's bullet-proof.
Three men. Two different destinies. One hand of cards. Two soldiers of the U.S. Seventh Cavalry and a mysterious Iraqi prisoner play poker in a secret casino hidden inside the bombed palace of Uday and Qusay Hussein.