Lawrence of Arabia (1962)
by orphan_account
Ali had approached him, by a well in the desert, as he would any other British soldier. Men who stunk of milk tea and rainwater, with their trousers tucked into their socks and their armpits soaked with sweat under their tight, pristine uniforms. Men full to the brim of “Now see here”’s and “God save the King”’s. Men who would laugh at his “quaintness” and “barbarity”. These men brought England with them into the desert and expected it to survive under the oppressive weight of the sun and over the unstable swamps of sand. They were England, every inch of them screaming of their green and pleasant land.
Lawrence was not.
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