Future shock

Wednesday, February 7, 2018

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Joe sat on the hood of the bombed-out Ford Taurus, which was his home these days. The sky was grey. It hadn't been any other color for years. Not since the Last War. A few flakes of something fell around the car. Since it didn't melt, it wasn't snow. Not this time. But snow would come soon. It snowed almost all the time except for July and August. What he thought was July and August, anyway. He hadn't really kept track of the calendar. No one made them anymore. Or anything else for that matter.

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