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it is 1861, you are a young man who has joined up and tomorrow you leave to march off to war.
Tonight however, you are saying goodbye to your best girl...down on the riverbank in the moonlight, a blanket spread on the ground, laying with your head in her lap and you tell her that you have joined....
The Madison Tipperays
What a name....