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... s had passed. Sure, someone was always there to deliver food to me twice a day, but the meals were nothing more than a few moldy buns that were passed through the bars in the door.
I was also given a water bottle every morning, but I was expected to return it every night so that it could be refilled.
Besides all that, the accommodations weren’t all that bad, and I only had my sleep interrupted another two times by zombies.
Looking around the room one last time, I made sur ...
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