The tension around me every day made things really tough. It was bad enough that my dad was so far away for so long. But while he was off in the jungles of Vietnam fighting for some elusive principles, people at home were angry and unsupportive. I wanted to be proud of my dad, but I couldn't understand what he was fighting for. Or against. If I could just grab ahold of that shadow, maybe could see things from his perspective. But it always slipped away.

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the second option.is correct

chapter i -- paris: september, 1792

a surging, seething, murmuring crowd of beings that are human only in name, for to the eye and ear they seem naught but savage creatures, animated by vile passions and by the lust of vengeance and of hate.

during the greater part of the day the guillotine had been kept busy at its ghastly work: all that france had boasted of in the past centuries, of ancient names, and blue blood, had paid toll to her desire for liberty and for fraternity.

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