ruminations on the apocalypse

Between The Darkness And The Light

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I live in the infamous Northeast Corridor, where men are so civilized that they no longer have the ability to make fire.  Last night at around 3 AM, our electricity went out, with the outdoor temperatures hovering around zero.  Believe me, a post-apocalyptic world is ten seconds on the other side of a downed powerline.


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