Doomsday America
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Apocalyptic America, Chapter 477
I'm taking a day off to go drinking.
An old comrade-in-arms of mine who works as a seafarer recently returned to the country. He'll be home for a month or so before heading out to sea again, and each time he goes, we might not see each other for six months or a year, so we've been drinking together a little more often.
To make up for keeping everyone waiting, starting in the second half of this month-that is, after September 15-I'll increase my daily updates to around six to eight thousand Chinese characters.
Sorry for the trouble, everyone.
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