Somewhere between Checkpoint 7 and Checkpoint 8, we found ourselves ONCE AGAIN under some random overpass, gazing upon remnants of human life and many, many cigarette butts.
These dark places were kind of creepy. No, they were VERY creepy. And I was sure I was breathing in all manner of dust and things that would give me Hanta virus. But it was so THANKFULLY cool down there ...
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