chapter  1
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Introduction: Mapping the Territory

On June 4, 1944, near the harbor at Torquay, England, a large shed stood empty. Its former occupants, part of a U.S. Army headquarters company, had boarded one of the troop ships in the harbor, bound for Normandy. Inside the open shed door, propped on an easel, a chalkboard framed the orders of the day. It was about noon when I read them. Three precise orders were inscribed in chalked letters, which nobody had bothered to erase. The words were simple, but the message was metaphysical.