末日旅行家

Crossing into the apocalypse, day one: found a diary. Great, starting a journal today.

Crossing into the apocalypse, day two: found bread and bottled water. Great, won’t starve to death.

Crossing into the apocalypse, day three: found a dog. A mechanical one. Its eyes glow. Great, no more fumbling in the dark at night.

Crossing into the apocalypse, day four: the dog is too cold. Hugging it doesn’t provide warmth. What’s the use of you?

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Crossing into the apocalypse, day n: found a box of bottled water. Taped it to the dog to carry. So efficient.

Crossing into the apocalypse, day n 1: why is this dog still working? A perpetual motion machine?

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Crossing into the apocalypse, day m: met a woman. She has a car. Want a ride.

Crossing into the apocalypse, day m 1: got the ride. Feels good.

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Crossing into the apocalypse, day z: found a nice car. Switched. This car is really comfortable. Babe, I don’t want to look for the oasis anymore.

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Crossing into the apocalypse, day z 1: created a book club group. If you can’t find the oasis, come hang out in the group instead. Group number: 977696027.