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Caribbean paradise.
Watch where you walking in the back gardens of Parliament, I found, besides a pair of RayBan glasses, this monument to the fallen soldiers of WWI and WWII. I'm not sure why I always stop at these commemorations, either in squares or churches, because I feel a deep sense of rejection toward war when I read the names and ages of those who once lost their lives in such conflicts. These anonymous and forgotten men who fought and died to settle arguments are sometime remembered and sometimes admired. I was shocked to find out where the tentacles of the Great War reached, as far as this Caribbean paradise.
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