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Slacy finally puts on some clothes. The wind howls through empty streets, stirring the remains of a world that vanished overnight. Machines go through the motions, clinging to order amid decay, while Slacy hitches a ride.
By Ed HerringtonSlacy finally puts on some clothes. The wind howls through empty streets, stirring the remains of a world that vanished overnight. Machines go through the motions, clinging to order amid decay, while Slacy hitches a ride.