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“There was nothing behind the trenches for the fighting sides. Sea on the one side, steep ridges on the other; trenches were definitely a snare. These trenches haunted by death became a place for the stories of the people which had turned into legends. For those now fighting, not for the Sultan but for their own land, their own country, every trench was their homeland. ANZAC soldiers, in turn, started to question the British Empire and were inclined to create their own identity with heroic legends in a far country. The ones fighting in Gallipoli shared the same destiny. They learned to feel respect for one another while the life and death struggle were carried on between trenches eight, ten, twenty metres away from the other; this mutuality of fate laid the foundation for the amicability which was established after the war.