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Why I Hate The Apocalypse
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em jan 08, 2016
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[A jab at the modern disaster novel]

A -soon to be- thirteen part short novel involving my dry humor and skewed views of today's need for disaster stories. Oh, come on, give it a shot. What's the worst that could happen? Oh yeah, never mind. :P
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