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The streets have been my life as far as I'm concerned....It's more comfortable when you're not given attention...you know, everyone just passes by... You know everyone yet no one, from the owner of the coffee stall across the streets to the boutique just close to your location. You know your bearings too well that no map is required...it's all stuck up in your head. I'm not special...not to anyone...but hell yeah I've got the looks...just concealed under a sheet of dirt and mud crusts. She's the only one able to see through all the dirt...the real me... "Want a burger", a thin girl in a mini skirt and green blouse approaches me, smiling as though she has no worries in the world, teeth white as the milky way, even in braces she'd look prettier, hair blonde and curled to match her gold earrings. She wore no make-up, yet it seemed she did.

It's the end of the world and the beginning of reign for the demons of the night. Are we gonna survive in such a terrifying and life threatening era?