Shallow lakes coated with thin ice.

"What do you think of war?"
"There's nothing wrong with war" I said.
"Oh, yeah? Yeah?"
"Yeah. when you get into a taxi, that's war. When you buy a loaf of bread, that's war. When you buy a whore, that's war. Sometimes I need bread, taxis and whores."
"Hey you guys," said the man, "here's a guy who likes war"
Another guy came down to the end of the bar. He was dressed like the others. "You like war?"
"There's nothing wrong with it; it's a natural extension of our society."
"How many years you been in?"
"None."
"Where you from?"
"L.A."
"Well, I lost my best buddy to a land mine. BAM! And he was gone."
"But for the grace of God it might have been you"
"Don't get funny."
"I've been drinking. Got a light?"