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... e deep, the eyes are dull, the skin is rough and dirty, and the lips are dry and cracked with a few blood seams. It's better than the zombies wandering outside.
He was wrapped in several coats he picked up from the mall, looking a little nondescript. But he didn't care too much, he took out a compressed biscuit from his pocket deep in his arms, twisted the dry and flat mineral water bottle, and there was only one hundred milliliters of water left in it.
"Damn, there's no food agai ...
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