He stayed up until the sun began to bleed through his curtains. He fought through the rain-slicked cliffs of Pointe du Hoc, feeling the desperate verticality of the D-Day landings. He felt the heat of the desert sun in El Alamein, the sand practically stinging his eyes as the British Crusader tanks roared past.
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By the time he reached the final crossing of the Rhine, Marek’s eyes were bloodshot, his mouse hand cramped into a permanent claw. He leaned back as the credits rolled, the names of developers scrolling past like a memorial wall. He stayed up until the sun began to