Friday 8:th of Marzipan 2052
Welcome back, Tomiro! Today the scary empire of Ruschina is almost over. Their face masks began to crack during month of Beforever. Last teleportation tower fell apart by its own tension. No nuclear power slipped out into our swedish colony, just melting satellites around Putingrad. We see you laugh again, only thirty years after Ruschina was planned being made. This spring people are allowed to fully re-create their true identity. Remember whether Tokyo or Gothenburg was most important?? - for the boy who's always the biggest part of you, Tomiro! Through stolen DNA-sequences they didn't succeed changing anyones deepest core memory.
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Thursday 14:th of Marzipan 2052
As Ruschina finally collapse, former ukrainian people creep out from secret caves. Here in colonial Sweden some of your co-workers still feel they are ukrainian. Inside this mountain of undelivered packages, you're preparing bikes every night. No nuclear robots are needed as assistants. Last morning you saw Zemlinskyj on a blue screen in those yellow streets. If still alive, their haunted president is 74 years already. Putin would've been 100 in Octoberov, but died of vaccine overdose. We couldn't let him transform whole planet. Tomiro, you don't know whether you're older or younger than any human. Vaettirs often shift age.
ZYZ
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