How the hell am I still alive!?
Last thing I remember, it's 1985. In Arctic. Got vaporized.
Wake up on hard wooden floor weeks ago. All I have are coat, hat, face, this machine, and a cupboard full of nothing but canned beans. First thought, heaven. But no, very much alive. So is the city outside my window. Alive with greed, corruption, sin.
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