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They
walked
down
the
line
to
the
grey
tent
of
London
.
A
light
shone
through
the
canvas
.
Mac
raised
the
flap
.
Inside
,
London
sat
on
a
box
,
holding
an
open
can
of
sardines
in
his
hand
.
The
dark
girl
,
Lisa
,
crouched
on
the
floor
mattress
nursing
the
baby
.
She
drew
a
piece
of
blanket
about
the
baby
and
the
exposed
breast
as
the
men
entered
.
She
smiled
quickly
at
them
,
and
then
looked
down
at
the
baby
again
.
"
Just
in
time
for
dinner
!
"
Mac
said
.
London
looked
embarrassed
.
"
I
had
a
little
stuff
left
over
.
"
"
You
tasted
that
mess
out
there
?
"
"
Yeah
.
"
"
Well
,
I
hope
the
other
guys
got
some
stuff
left
over
.
We
got
to
do
better
than
that
,
or
them
guys
’
ll
run
out
on
us
.
"
"
Food
kind
of
stopped
comin
’
in
,
"
said
London
.
"
I
got
another
can
of
sardines
.
You
guys
like
to
have
it
?
"
"
Damn
right
.
"
Mac
took
the
proffered
can
greedily
,
and
twisted
the
key
to
open
it
.
"
Get
out
your
knife
,
Jim
.
We
’
ll
split
this
.
"
"
How
’
s
your
arm
?
"
London
asked
.
"
Getting
stiff
,
"
said
Jim
.
