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Journal Journal: Day 1

I wake up on a beach with a sun beating down on me. My whole body hurts. There is no one else around. In the distance are desolate ruins, long abandoned by any sort of civilized society, but some sort of primative human ancestors seem to be communicating in grunts and wheezes. How in the hell did I end up in New Jersey?

"Well, it don't make the sun shine, but at least it don't deepen the shit." -- Straiter Empy, in _Riddley_Walker_ by Russell Hoban

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