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Presque Vu
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Ongoing, First published Nov 29, 2018
"Vi veri universum vivus vici"

When Al impulsively decides to rob her work place, she becomes entangled in a web of mob bosses, stolen possessions and hallucinations to a life that certainly didn't belong to her. She soon finds herself confronted with the choice to either lead society into a disarray of its own burgeoning madness, or cave to the ever-growing violence in the world around her, but perhaps worst of all, she's left with the empty realisation that she doesn't know who to trust - up to, and including herself


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