To my dearest brother. Oh he who heads Southward to a place more barbaric than hell. A place where even the devil himself soils his undergarments at the mere thought. God walks with you through the Hatch of Parris Island Brother Royku, and forever and always...
P.S. ***Keep your hands out your pockets, Don't fall asleep on fire-watch, Don't touch your fucking face, DON'T LOOK AT YOUR D.I.'S and clean your pistol grip.***

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