June 11, 2030. So there I was, staring out the window, when I remembered my prepper supplies. I ran to the closet, checked everything over, and considered my options.
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Hurricane Florence, Day 1
June 10, 2030. I finally made it to Illinois, thank God. When I was a kid, it wasn’t such an ordeal to get across the country. Domestic flights used to cost less than a month’s pay. Passenger trains ran more often because more people could afford them.
Goodbye, Miami
June 10, 2030. Goodbye, Miami. My name’s Kass and I’m a survivor of Hurricane Florence. Needless to say, I just had the craziest weekend in my whole entire life.