Walked out my door this morning into the middle of a snowball fight: half-a-dozen nine and ten year old girls ranged against each other. As I stepped on the sidewalk one yelled, “Stop!” Another yelled, “Civilian!” Instantly, a ceasefire. I raised my hands, said, “U.N. observer! Non-combatant!” and made my way to the corner. As soon as I crossed I heard, “Go!” I looked back. Snowballs were flying; all hell had broken loose once more.
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