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Apocalypse page one hundred eighty seven. Panel one: Famine sits at her work-from-home desk. Offscreen her boyfriend asks 'Are you ready to go?' She replies without looking away from the screen. 'Give me 5 minutes to upgrade my calendar for tomorrow.' Panel two: Looking smug she continues with 'No more to-do lists. I'm a Calendar Girl now!' Panel three: She freezes, horrified. Panel four: She leaps up! 'But not-- like that-- I mean I USE calendars, I don't pose for--'

Posted May 05 2024

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