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If it wasn’t true, this book could be a novel requiring minimal imagination. I left little out of the story except The End which is not yet. The truth is not always pretty, not always comfortable, and rarely boring. When you get a glimpse into those dark streets and down lonely highways there is an aloneness that is hard to describe. When you’re behind the 10 foot thick reinforced concrete wall...
If it wasn’t true, this book could be a novel requiring minimal imagination. I left little out of the story except The End which is not yet. The truth is not always pretty, not always comfortable, and rarely boring. When you get a glimpse into those dark streets and down lonely highways there is an aloneness that is hard to describe. When you’re behind the 10 foot thick reinforced concrete wall...
