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Alone Is The Dark

TweetInfinitely dark is the wasteland that connects the cities of man. Tonight this is especially true, but eventually this darkness is split by the magnetism of two lights: a distant neon that appears on the horizon and the guiding light of a train that grows ever closer to it. Brightness pierces the night. Not only [...]

Charlie

Charlie thought about running away, leaving everything behind.

South America, maybe Canada or Ireland, Charlie could disappear, fall off the grid, find an island somewhere and live like Les Stroud.