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Inside a broken clock
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With all the rain dogs.

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Nuclear Winter. Remember that? The concept back in the eighties or maybe the seventies that so much dust would be shat up into the atmosphere as a consequence of nuclear war that no matter where you lived you'd be subjected to an ice age of sunshine barely piercing this dark cloud. It's been discounted and reinvented a number of times. It's hard to believe shit like this because so many extremely powerful fucking morons have everything invested in these kill-everyone-bombs. Anyway. Nuclear winter.
If the new Dwarf Fortress ain't out by the time I wake up tomorrow afternoon, we're gonna find out, aren't we?

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