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ugh...so we got another phone call from my brother saying he's in some iraqi hospital and he really wants to come home right now, but he's not aloud to tell us if he's fine, or injured, or getting patched up or losing a fucking leg......i think i'm going to go visit my family for a couple days...my mom said he was crying on the phone...i haven't seen my brother cry since we were very small kids...i can't even comprehend the idea.......i really hate this shit.