Last July 4, in Baghdad, no fireworks were planned or expected. The joke was that any fireworks at all would be unwanted and of another sort. This year, at Kalsu, I didn't know what, if any festivities were planned, in fact, I was in my room watching season 1 of Battlestar Galactica when I heard the fireworks. Earlier in the day I did take a look at what was going on for the fourth: cookouts, loud country music, strangers in "civies," but still felt out of place.
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