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A clever, petite operative leaves a swarth of destruction in her wake as titanic forces battle to gain control of the secret of immortality!
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P align=left>Montag Mai 22, 2:05 p.m.BR>BR>He stands in the sunny window watching the gardener tend the nearby flowerbeds. It has been a long time since he’s felt the sun on his face. It’s been a long time since he’s been able to stand without assistance.BR>BR>He was born sometime between the two World Wars, the heir to what was then and still is one of the world’s largest fortunes. His family’s business interests span the globe.BR>BR>The treatments are working. He flexes his muscles and feels strength returning to his once feeble body, it is truly a miracl | |  | | Hard Reality
A man rallies his neighbors to pool their resources in order to survive a mysterious power and communications blackout that follows a presidential declaration of a state of national emergency.
In the two weeks that follow it becomes apparent that the social clock has been turned back not a hundred years but a thousand as the citizens of tiny Rowley find themselves pitted against their neighboring communities in a battle for what slender resources remain.
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P align=left>Tuesday June 13, 6:01 PMBR>BR>"Time for dinner kids" I call from the kitchen. My two young children, Kevin and Annie were watching Arthur on PBS which has given way to the news hour. I can hear them both jumping on the couch as I turn the corner from the kitchen.BR>BR>"No jumping on the furniture!" I bark, struggling to keep a straight face as the kids are really enjoying themselves, giggling the way small children will when they’re being naughty.BR>BR>I don’t generally watch the evening new but the lead story about the ‘huge dip’ in the stock |
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