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January, the 9th
I went to the mall to, as you see, get some blue pens. Got tons of them. I hope I will not run out in a very long, long time. I truly hope so, because I don't know how to make ink myself. Ancient romans used to make theirs from squids... but where may I find squids?
In the sea, stupid <-- That was supposed to be funny.
I was much more valiant today and walked quite a distance from home. Every day the city is a bit more in ruins... dust, dirt, broken widows. I even saw some bodies, corpses I mean, but I did not touch them; nor even got close. I thought everybody had been buried.
There are some stray dogs roaming around, in packs, but we keep our distance. I'm thinking about getting a gun or something, but I don't know... maybe it's because I wasn't born in America, and those things make me feel uneasy.
I still think there could be someone else. Even more so than yesterday. Maybe it is another kid, a younger one, who is so afraid of dogs cannot go out, or an old lady.
Maybe is some adult who is afraid of the virus. That's silly because chances are that we have all been exposed to the virus by this time... but then people are silly.
I am getting healthier and healthier. Thank God for the powdered milk!
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