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The radiation outside is frightful
A chilling wind blows, like nuclear winter. Cars are strewn across the parking lot because they can't find the yellow lines. Big fluffy snowflakes whirl around like ashes.
It's a Post-Apocalyptic Wonderland.
It's a Post-Apocalyptic Wonderland.