One of the secrets of 9s: they always return. They may come disguised in the coyness of eights, with the rigid line of the one hidden at their back. Or maybe you mistake them for fours marching across burnt fields, not seeing their friends, the fat fives, until it's much too late. Other secrets are that 9s are anarchists, hyper-local, and stand alone at the end. Come learn about the 9s and their more militant anarchists.This story has mature themes, bodily fluids, and a high body count. Reader discretion advised.—I went to college in London during the 80s, when the IRA were planting bombs. I had many close calls, like the time they blew up a store front on High Street just after a concert at the Prince Albert Hall had let out, when the street was full of people. I was two blocks away. If I hadn't stopped to go the bathroom, it might have been me cut to shreds by the flying glass.This story has a lot of bombs and anarchists, and some Britishism as well. They fit the story that I told.