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... apocalypse must manage.

There aren’t many ways to strengthen one’s will to live in an era where everything is deteriorating.

The closest thing to a solution is people.

Family, a lover—something like that.

But human relationships come with baggage. Bringing someone else into your life means taking responsibility for another person (who, more often than not, is less capable of surviving than you are). Worse, if conflict arises, that relationship might end up doing m ...

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