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So I'm in town early today to get my eyes checked. My opticians is in part of a small mall in the town centre. I go into the open mall to find all the store shutters down and this weird ambient music playing. The only souls around are the living retired and my life is starting to feel like a George Romero flick.
If the next time you see me I have a greenish tinge to my flesh, I'm muttering about brains and I seem to be a lot more 'bitey' than usual, I would recommend shooting me in the face.
Or it could just be the flu.
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