A song

Here, to confuse the freedom fries people (not that I think I have many of them reading my lj): a French guitar-pop ditty about 9/11. No, seriously.

You'll be wanting a translation of the lyrics, I suppose, so here they are. It's not particularly faithful, but then I'm not in the mood.

( Manhattan-Kabul )

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As a counter to that last burst of sentimentality, I'll ramble some more about HnG fic.

( HnG fic ramble )