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The permanent eclipse

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Leituras 83
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I thought the worst thing I'd deal with was a hangover and Leo's awful impressions. Turns out, I was wrong. Because today, the sun decided not to show up, and, oh yeah, every adult over twenty? Dead. Gone. Just us kids left in the pitch-black world to figure out what the hell's happened. Now it's me, Archie, Leo, Eli, and a bunch of clueless teens against... well, whatever's out there in the dark. Cheers to growing up, I guess.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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