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December 3rd, 1984…

. Mahul was running as fast as he could, among the panicking crowd. Helplessness was as thick as the mysterious fog that was invading the poor neighbourhoods. Around him, people screamed and cried, some of them falling to the ground like flies. The young man wished he could stop to help, but he was already…… Continue reading December 3rd, 1984…

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June 3rd 1991…

The Earth is angry. You can tell it by its raging pulse making the mountain beat like a bass drum… People, foolish, still crawling around, attracted by the growling ground, wanting the best point of view, oblivious to nature’s up coming fury. The clouds… Growing high and dark in the skies. One last warning meeting…… Continue reading June 3rd 1991…