#21183 - I sat down, among the zombie like party-goers, they seemed incapable of anything coherent and I realised I had got it very wrong, I thought she and she alone would be affected, but seeing her seemingly just resting I decided to take some action, it seemed obvious, at the time. She was sitting on a chair, in the kitchen, with her coat on and her bags packed, she looked sad, her usual smile missing, her twinkling eyes dulled, the corners of her ruby lips downcast. It was all there passport credit cards.
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Good to know if we get nuked this will be left for future generations to see
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