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There's a quiet stalker sitting by a campfire, in ratty clothes. Bloodshot eyes stare through the flames that wrap around the burning wood like rope. Next you see a figure wrapped in that shoddy cloak, jammed in some cramped hiding space. The flickering of a lighter and shifty eyes cast your...

"Do you have any idea how hard it is to find good Kevlar? Or asbestos fabric?" ________________________________________________________________________ It's clear from how he carries himself, that this thirty-something year old Ukrainian native was among the first--that is, the first couple...