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... wind dragging filth across the cracked, blood-stained streets like it was sweeping up the remains of a forgotten world. Tattered shirts still hung from poles, dancing weakly, like people who never made it back home. The bones of the old world could be seen everywhere like this was a zombie apocalypse movie—cars with shattered windows, buildings half-burnt and barely standing, and in the corners, swollen corpses slumped like garbage. Flies owned this place now. The air reeked with rot and rust al ...
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