Part 2: Fighting

Most wars are won or lost in our own heads,

I didn’t come to be saved, my love. I came to fight. And there is no dancing through a monsoon.>

The world has become as grimy and dangerous as the streets of Southside Queens—a global, competitive environment in which everyone is a ruthless hustler, out for him- or herself.

When we take our M1903 Springfield and blow a hole in our foot, we no longer have to face the real fight of our lives, which is to become who we are and to realize our destiny and our calling.