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DB 50 days (after Botnia)

Won escape at night.

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begin by the end, as death or a Male Walrus might be surprised at any time. With the last strength, feeling death or colmillesca get bitten, oppress " Post " and PC., My faithful readers, supporters, accomplices, and perhaps last non-mutant beings on the planet, will witness this final stretch and crazy in my life.

to all of you. Thanks!

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About Men Walrus :

darken the sun in the morning, do not think twice. Run!

The reason the Walrus Men disappear into the night, is that for some strange reason, they swell in the evening and begin to levitate. Ascend hundreds of feet slowly. The night was spent asleep, I suppose, floating to an incredible height. This added to the night wind currents, making them quickly conquered territory. At that time they are vulnerable, I guess.

Early in the morning, falling heavily. Some die on impact. Those who survive, pursue and devour every living thing within reach. I have not gotten to see how they play. But more and more.

So, if you are in an infected area, fleeing at night. If in the morning feeling huge drop shots, deep roar and smell of concentrated urine, do not leave your house or run as fast as you can. Enormous tusks emerging from a bloody mouth, could be the last you see of this world.

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About the Puppet Master:

impending death brings us closer to God. I never ask if it really existed. I was actually easy to answer this question.

As God is going to be having so much injustice, death and pain in this world?
And that's just one of thousands of reasons given.

thought so, but you know what? God exists for the same reasons that question!
God is a guy sitting at a computer, its boring watching life go by. So for fun, writes our miserable, painful and disturbing divine life in blogs.

We are their puppets and clowns!
We are your flea circus! We
all you have to escape their desolate existence!

why truth is stranger than fiction.

The fate of each is written in a blog by Master of Puppets. Should only look at Google.

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On the night escape:

Seeing that at night the vices disappeared, we started to escape.
In a makeshift stretcher, loaded with my sick body.

In the city there were no military. I guess they fled, or fell back orders. I have no idea how far the progress of this mutant species and their impact on the ecological balance. I can only imagine that will keep them at bay with anti-aircraft battery.

In an abandoned Jeep, we advanced several kilometers. Perhaps hundreds, without seeing a single living being. Do not ask me which way. The infection in my blood makes you lose your orientation. Only that much area. Lots of green.

At dawn, everyone thought we had escaped. Until we begin to feel the impact.

A huge walrus crashed loudly against the jeep. It was impossible to evade. No where else. Some were attacked by vices, I guess. Others died in the accident, I think.

With the last strength laboriously drag me to an abandoned box. Perhaps the vices I attacked by the smell dismissal. The smell of death that expelled my gangrenous leg.

never imagined, have the unfortunate experience of feeling like smell when they die.

Guale II Resident

Roxanne Buil Christina Gomez-pina

DB 45 days (after Botnia)

won, gangrene.









Now I'm going to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I die before I wake, I pray to God to take her with him.


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_Hola Mateo.
_Quien are you? Where am I? As you know my name? _No
scared. Like not knowing your name. I created you!
_Dios?


Having walked down a long corridor and entered a gray and ridiculously small cubic room, I came across this subject. There is only one window in the wall with a crooked American blind. The walls are white and free posters or tables. It's hot. A couple of computers further increase the temperature of the small place, trying vainly to reduce a fan on a cardboard box. _No


going. I'm not God! Let's say that I am the Master of Puppets.
_Quien?
_Soy who writes your story. _San
Pedro? _No
Mateo. I'm just a systems engineer who say you have a little time off and have fun writing something. I am who write your blog, your life, your story.
_Eso can not be. I am very real!
_Claro who you are. You're part of my mind. What's more, we are now talking in a dream of mine. Then wake up, go to work and hidden write this as part of a chapter in your blog.
_Voy to die soon, Master of Puppets? I asked resigned and peace of those who feel that they will die. _No


know. If I tell you I will write the next chapter I lie. Let's say I move by sudden impulses, as God himself. I can only anticipate that the following is the last. _The
last! A bitch! I'll kill you! _No
angry. All fictional characters are the same! Evangelina Carrozo reacted the same ...


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cold sweat. I just woke up. That sounds ridiculous! As might be God a systems engineer when we all know they are fat, ugly, cowardly and not very sociable? Just computers in the head.


I pay attention. While shaking my hand, I keep it from opening. If it falls, the grenade will explode. Despite being seriously ill, one postpones the most that can rendezvous with death. And also served its purpose. No one limb amputated by force, knowing that capable of anything.


Nobody gonna take my beautiful leg southpaw!
My beautiful left foot! Wake southpaw! Despiertaaaaaa!


My beloved left leg, with which he had become the only and best goal of my life, had died.


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post mortem tribute to my left leg:


A spring Sunday afternoon, were worthy opponents and fierce. Despite my bravado in midfield, had been appointed to the vile task of an archer. A lifetime plugging holes.


The first half of the battle ended in a draw. Congratulations were immediate. Achievement was me, that joy rival was closed. But the second half remained the same. The fortune was succeeded shortcuts without stopping. Until the moment of consecration arrived. After a save, the ball hand and avoiding rivals dropped steadily, reaching up to the fence rival. He had fooled everyone with the right, but I defined with the vile left.


Like a synchronized dance, dancing started right and left completed the task.


Gooooooooll! Golazo!! The bitch that bore !!!!!!


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_Dale Mateo. Do not be idiot. If you do not take it off you're gonna die!
Carlos _Ni in fart. Enterito going to die! HEAR?! IN-TE-RI-TO!
_Sos Argentine male, or you're not!?
_Sabes that? I'm Uruguayan!
_Que say? _As
heard. I was born in Uruguay! U-RU-GUA-ME, URUGUAY!


_Creo we know how to bypass the Walrus Men "said the abbot to Carlitos, interrupting the conversation.
_Termino and I replied Charlie.


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Uruguayan _Así that you are? I thought so! No wonder!
_Carlos. We both know that the mutants are not our fault. The Uruguayans have nothing to do ... never
_Eso is going to know. I'm not going to say, and you'll die from the infection.
Carlitos _Debes tell the truth. Everyone should see the reality! _The
reality? Who cares about reality? You live in reality, the Uruguayans living in reality! But you know what? Argentina, like every superpower that deserves to be, invents his own reality and Uruguayans can only resign ourselves to studying the reality we create.


_Que Walrus shit are the Men? I asked changing the subject, see the discussion bogged down.
_Son horrific monsters, giant fat and crawl fast. They are like vices con rostros humanoides. Hace un par de días que andan en los alrededores. Atacan todo lo que ven con una velocidad y crueldad nunca antes vista. Ya los vimos matar a varios de los soldados que patrullan las calles. No sabemos de donde salieron. Tal vez son la evolución de los otros mutantes. No estamos seguros. A quien le importa? Observamos su comportamiento para ver si podemos huir.


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_Como estas hijo?
_Mal. El olor de la pierna es insoportable y la fiebre no baja. A veces deliro.
_Hijo. Debemos amputarla….
_No y NO!!!
_Hay una oportunidad de escapar. Carlitos me comentó que ya sabes as of the vices.
_Así, Dad.
_Bueno. We do not know why, but the thousands of men Walrus disappear into the night. No trace. Come back early. Maybe in the night might escape and elude the military. You could take a child Hospital!


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should I do?

1-Try escape at night?
2-Stay and die heroically in a huge explosion ?



Master of Puppets, pull your strings!

Beer Tapper Shockwave

DB 43 days (after Botnia) DB

won, cowardly escape.

Sit Mihi Lux Sancta Crux. Non Draco Sit Mihi Dux. Ade V Retro Satana. Nunquam Suades Mihi Vana. Sunt Mala Quae Libas. Poison Ipse Bibas. (The Holy Cross be my light. There is the devil my guide. Go away, Satan. Do not give me advice vanities.'s Bad things that you offer. Drink thou these poisons.)

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Capitán Bermúdez is a mess. It's easy to create panic in a group small town in Argentina with lies and inventions. That politicians know it well. But this time the fear came from something real, tangible and demonic.

Few had believed our story of moving beyond repair mutants to him. Most drunk in seedy bars. In the sober, none endorsed the idea of \u200b\u200bforming a civilian army to stop the invasion.

The joke in a few hours became mass panic. I do not know certainly, but doable, someone with greater credibility to our family and mutants affected areas, have failed to confirm the story. Word of mouth is faster than wildfire. If a rumor can circle the world in 80 days, this might do to the speed of light.

crazy people fled with what little they could carry. The plight and condition of sale had to commit gross negligence. The collisions and collisions were happening one after another. The streets were turned into a scene Dante. People running, fighting, trampling, moaning. Lost children crying for their mother. Where a wounded scattered lesions looked horrible and obscene I will never forget.

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_Carlitos. These people went crazy. We have to crack before they kill us! _If
! But where? All routes are blocked by accidents. Maybe these poor unsuspecting head clash with the army. _If
listen to this old ... "He said my biological father, interrupting the conversation hopeless.

_Hay to gain entry to the eye of the storm and stay there. It is the safest place in a storm.

We looked with Carlos in a vain attempt to understand the exposure of Armando.

_Escuchen. When a plague ravaging an area, never stands still. Nor conquest ravaging the land. You should move to continue feeding. This plague of mutant moves based on the need to devour every living thing. Therefore, and if I mistake not, are moving concentrically to the first outbreak of appearance.
_I want you. say that the only way of escaping is to skip the line of advance of the mutants and stand before her?
_Tu friend is very smart, Matthew. _It
crazy. We are not armed, nor have the people to circumvent them. Where to go anyway?

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_Carlitos. It's crazy. To you, do you think?

was a matter of life or death, so we ask Armando to discuss privacy. In addition, the place sounded intended to go crazy.

_It

pretty crazy idea, but honestly I wake up quite curious. _No
be a delusion of a bitter old man?
_No. I do not think anyone could have the head to invent something. _If
. It's too crazy to be just imagination. Monks armed to the teeth! _Y
good. Never wonder how they entertain in convents? _No
and I do not imagine it either!
_Vamos to the abbey, then? _This
played.

4 160 km per hour. Carlitos was beating a record. None of the occupants of the car wield something about it. We had to go as fast possible to the abbey. The difference of arriving before the mutants was perhaps a few hours or minutes.

Amid Rosario-Victoria Bridge, a few kilometers from the destination, passing in the opposite direction saw several cars with frantic people. We made signs for us to give back. Probably were among the few survivors of peoples and cities were being devastated. The mutants were close.

Already in Entre Rios and almost at the abbey, which is a few meters from the head of the bridge, Carlitos grumbled.

Gualeguay _This are broken some ass!

had spotted a sign promoting the carnival Gualeguay. Among Gualeguaychú Gualeguay and dislike for the carnival there, and used Gualeguay the impact of our similarity in the names of cities to capture unsuspecting tourists.

5 Abbey of the Holy Child was founded on August 30, 1899 by Abbey Belloc, France, and is the first Benedictine monastery in Latin America.

Like all Benedictine monastery, the Abbey of the Holy Child is governed by an abbot, meaning father. The abbot is elected by the entire community and its main task is to work for the spiritual welfare of the monks and attend to the administration of property of the monastery.

The Abbot himself greeted us on arrival. It was an old friend of my father. Carrying a machine gun in his right hand and neck strip whose bullet reloading color combined perfectly with the cross-medal of St. Benedict.

_Sean Pcs. welcome. The Benedictine monks opened our home to all who sincerely seek God can truly meet with him and with himself.

sounded very strange coming from a monk with a machine gun in hand, which in turn was flanked by two others, armed with grenades and a machete, and bazooka the other.

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_Ya come. Come subjects of Beelzebub! Shouted the watchman stationed in the belfry.

They did not 15 minutes of our arrival. The driving speed of Carlitos had been decisive.

The 20 monks who live there, they met at the entrance to the Church. Some came from the library. Had interrupted their lectio divina. Others left the development of products for which the abbey is better known, among them the famous Monastic Liquor Dulce.

Surrounded by all, the abbot spoke.

_Debemos Prepare to fight to the end! The devil can not conquer and reign in the land of the Lord. We must defeat the creatures of Satan! For San Benito!
_Por San Benito and God !!!!!!! -harangued the other monks.
_Hasta death! -Increasing the bet Abbot.
_Hasta death and resurrection glory !!!!!!! "replied the monks and Carlitos, who was already excited.

Once inside the church with the doors locked with a thick wood, we assume the defensive. We were provided powerful weapons, but should only use them if you mutants penetrated the church. Carlitos had the look of a child in Epiphany, as in fate, had played a shortened barrel shotgun.

Several monks were strategically stationed on the roof and bell tower, and that being the church at the peak of a hill, gave an overview that would delight any sniper.

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She soon heard the first crash. After a rain shots. Silence. Machine-gun burst. Screams. Explosions. At that time, that the perception of time which stretches gum and I'm lying full length behind a row of seats of prayer, I found a quiet moment to contemplate the beauty of the church.

The style is neo-Romanesque church. The altar is represented in bas-relief of the Last Supper of Christ with his apostles. The light enters this morning and had everything from a soothing yellow. That was what I was really drowsy or my physical decline?

Huge drops Sweat began to fall precipitously from my forehead.

_Carlitos. I feel bad. _No
be humble. If you told me you feel good, piece of fucking! "He said ironically.
_Creo I have a fever -Retruqué without laughing. _A
see? -laid his hand on my forehead.

was flying fever.

leg

_The Carlitos! My leg burns!

answered something, but I did not understand. I began to see farther and farther. I was beginning to lose consciousness. I laid eyes on the colorful vitro Christ Child. It was beautiful. I could see in slow motion exploding into a thousand pieces and entered a mutant.

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_This regaining consciousness!
medal _Besa my son. Sit Mihi Lux Sancta Crux. Non Draco Sit Mihi Dux. appropriate V Retro Satana. Nunquam Suades Mihi Vana. Sunt Mala Quae Libas. Poison Ipse Bibas.

saw vaguely, in semi-consciousness, which was in the van Kay. My father, Charlie, the abbot and a monk occupying the remaining places.

_Rabito where it is? stammered awkwardly.

Rabito licked my face.

few moments of unconsciousness, perhaps a few seconds to several minutes, then return to a more vague vigil.

_Pásame the bazooka brother.

We were detained at the closure of the road. Of an accurate shot, the Abbot destroyed part of one of the sectors Rosario-Victoria Bridge.

already in full swing, Charlie congratulated him.

_Que good shot. Good thinking, now the mutants can not happen! _No
was why child. As a monk environmentalist that I am, I always opposed the construction of this bridge. bases changed the dynamics of Paraná river and its floodplain, disrupting the biological corridor of wetlands in this area with catastrophic consequences for the ecology.

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consciousness I returned, and in another location completely unknown to me. Who succeeded him understand me, how awful it is to wake up at an unknown location.

_Donde am I? _No
my son waste energy in a soft voice, said the abbot.
_Toma a sip of this, my son. You will do well.

of propolis was

they manufacture. Delicious. Ate it and licked my fingers. The body is smart and knows when something is necessary for survival.

_Donde am I? _Eso
child is not important. 're Safe. I think you hear something you have to say your father. It's really important that you listen. Leave them alone. Remember: The Lord is always with you.

Armando came with the face of doom while the abbot is away. When crossed, this will put a hand on the shoulder as a sign of support.

_Papá. You have to say? _It
quite serious. I thought maybe my genetic damn you had not played in that regard. I wished with all my heart!
_Que want me? I do not understand!
_Escucha child. Everyone thinks I lost my leg in the Falklands, but it really was a hereditary problem that causes lost his left leg and complete irrigation gangrene and die.
_Querés say that I lost my leg!? _Peor
still child. Civilization has collapsed where we are. There are no hospitals. Now we are on the ground Capitán Bermúdez pulp, the only place we could hide from the military. They have orders to kill every living being exposed to the quarantine zone. _No
you go around the bush! Finish tell me everything!
_Te going to have to amputate the leg without anesthesia. Either that or you will die from gangrene "Looking down, as if it were his fault.

The febrile state allowed to take the impact of what is heard, but it must be true. My left leg has beautiful purple now unhealthy and the usual smell of Swiss cheese has been changed to blue Roquefort.

What to do?

1-amputate my left leg without anesthesia?
2-risking death by gangrene?

You know what to do. (The poll is up right on the blog)

How Long To Die With Liver Disease

40 days (after Botnia) part II DB

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_Maldición! Damn! Carlitos _Tranquilo
we're going to crash. Pay attention! _The
a bitch. The Assembly members were right! This is because of Botnia!
_Botnia and Uruguay have something to do! "I said, lowering the volume to be understanding what he was saying.

I was surprised at the same time he said it. From childhood we teach that everything bad comes from Uruguay. Besides being a frequent listener Maxima FM, I knew that what was said was blasphemy.

_Sabes Mateo're my best friend. If you hand over mine until sunrise, but I will not allow you to say that tremendous silliness! Botnia's fault and ready! Is that clear?! And woe to tell you where you really are mutants!

nodded with a rapid eye hit. Uncomfortable silence: it was the first time I felt with Charlie. I was distracted looking out the window drooling Rabito. The swirling wind made some long and sticky spittle hit my face.

_Que like drinking mate! Brought Carlos? _Que
fuck is with you Matthew? In your life you took mate and you know that I did not.

Among opened the window and I sat looking out. The wind ruffled my hair and cooed at the same time. The road was long to Capitán Bermúdez. About 300 km . On the radio began to play Nothing Else Matters by Metallica. I closed my eyes and doze thinking in the beautiful face of Mary as hell Metallica drummer could play so well.

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_Dale boludo. Wake up we're coming.
_ ... .. ehhh ...
_Ahí is a hotel. Let's stop.

It was mid-morning. Lowering the car, I stretched awkwardly. The morning sun blinded me. We were far Gualeguaychú and therefore also of Bothnia, so we think it would be nice Carlitos I take out the mask and the snorkel.

_This

rotten Carlos mask.
_Che ... What the hell is that smell! _The
a bitch! It's awful!

no choice but to wear breathing apparatus again.

_Que smell of shit that is in this city!
_Espantoso. Let's check in the hotel and tell you why we came up here.

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was not the first time I went in a seedy hotel. More of a chick I was caught in one of those. Upon entering, the receptionist we stare in amazement.

_The

masks are because we come from Gualeguaychú. - Carlos said trying to explain. _The
masks not surprise me. In this city people do not feel anything for the smell of Plant Cellulose local.

That explained the awful smell in the air to breathe.

_Lamentablemente I must inform "he added, we do not allow homosexual couples. Sorry, it's company policy.

But mine fool! He thought we were a couple of controls that we went to fuck around. Carlitos was heated.

_Mire miss. Control if you say that I love to suck her tits that stuck out the neckline?!
_If! -embolden me, " you out sparks in the shell, Mommy!

In the fourth, because we had won by a landslide to the receptionist, laughed out loud.

_Jua, Jua, wears the face you put on mine when I told him of tits?
_Ja, JA, JA, Juaaaaaaa! -in convulsive attack of laughter _Y
with sparks, you spent!

Mourn for laughter is healthy. Mourn for happiness is beautiful. Mourn for pain is normal. The trouble is mourn for no reason, as Grecia Colmenares.

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_Te told to come to this city for a simple reason. Here was my real father.
_Que bore him Matthew! So your real mother is Brazilian and your father Capitán Bermúdez Luckily Argentine're one hundred percent!

I had told all but that detail. Do not know why, but intuition told me I should not have that. It was not shame, but if, perhaps, for survival.

_If! Argentine macho and eggs terrible! He shouted.
_Argentina! Argentina! Argentina! -style harangued swollen in unison
_Bueno. We will search for your family. Here it should be easy to find.
_If. Furthermore, the surname is quite rare. Tibus.
_Bien. Wash the snorkel that all drooling and left. What's wrong with your leg?
_Nada. I have it asleep.

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Capitán Bermúdez is a city lying to the Parana in the Province of Santa Fe since 1929 the economy moves mainly by the Pastera Celulosa Argentina SA . Does not meet any environmental standard. Sometimes it snows a white powder that eats cars plate. Other times you can see pink liquid out of the pipes Plant. No few days when the air becomes stifling. This was notable because Rabito spent coughing.

petrochemical city is worse.

no longer caught in the costs. The water has a greenish foam. And so no one calls these companies will, for the economic survival of its people depends on them.

a deadly embrace.

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flapping hands in a rustic but neat house a few blocks from the pulp mill in the city.

_Clap, Clap! Anyone live?!?!
_Clap, Clap! Is anyone?!?! I repeated a few seconds later, no response. I
_Ya! "said a raspy voice from inside the building.

A man about 50 years old-looking from the inside came out limping. Just had a short, no shirt.

_Disculpe. We were told that the family lived here Tibus.
_If. You want? Already working with the police. _No
are the police. -replicate while approaching the gate.

I could see it in more detail. Limping because he had a prosthetic leg on the left.

_No are the police? They want? _Mire
sir. I am looking for my family by the father. It's a long story, but in short, I recently found out he was adopted and researching, I discovered he was the son of a Brazilian and an Argentine living in this town. The last thing we know about him is that he went to the Falklands and left him for dead.

I look with amazement and disbelief.

_Pase

young. But whatever you. alone. His friend left out. I do not trust strangers.

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_Disculpe this whole mess. But I am old and poor.
_Discúlpeme you. for disturbing you at this time. _As
said his name was?
_Mateo and my real names are Tibus and Dos Santos.

A quick tear ran down her cheek faded that fast intricate expert rower.

_Amanda "she sobbed.

was sitting face to face with my father!

_Ud. is my father! Armando Tibus you are! Not dead!

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stood staring for a long time. It is uncomfortable to see someone you just know drowned in tears. He was a stocky type, quartered for life and could not find meaning in the future. His mind was dull and had now been beaten in their most intimate fibers.

When he recovered, he continued the conversation between the two.

_Porque it for dead? Because I never sought to Amanda? Because I never tried? _No
could find it. I did not want to see me as I had become after the Falklands. My death is a bureaucratic error, which helped me to disappear heroically in the eyes of Amanda and my family in economics with a pension. _Y
me? Why not look for me? _Never
knew of your existence so far.

We locked eyes for a few seconds. Hers were equal to mine. Heavy eyelids dropped and the right more than the left.

_Vení. I'll show you something.

I followed. His room was papered with photographs and portraits of Amanda much younger.

_Mirá, that's your mom. Here I would be like imagining a now, "he said with a noticeable lump in his throat. _It
as to how you imagine it, Dad, I thought .

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_Mateo, Come!

Carlitos The screams were from outside the home. I went as fast as I could.

_Que Carlitos way! _This
weeping?
_Nada. It's the damn smell of this city. After you mean. To tease me you got me ass?
_No. Catastrophic news. I just called the Black from Gualeguay.

I should clarify for they do not know, that in the province of Entre Rios is a town called Gualeguay and other Gualeguaychú, the latter being where I grew myself. Do not know who copied whom, should investigate, but that I leave a PC.

_Que said you Black? _Que
Gualeguay this deformed beasts torn. _The
shell of the parrot. The mutants are making progress. _If
. And it went a third of the way here. _Entonces
be over here more or less ... ...
_If found the bridge to cross, in about 3 days. So according to my calculations, would be arriving early Sunday hour. _The
Sunday? You mean the DB 43. _The
that?
_Nada, inside joke. _Dice
black that the government is hiding everything. _No
say anything the news?
_Nada, but he knows for a fact that the army is in place to hedge all Entre Rios. If the mutants go, also closed part of Santa Fe and safe stay in the quarantine zone.

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should we do?

1 cowardly flee? 2
stay and resist ?

already know what to do ( the survey is up, right on the blog )

God help us!

Cervical Mucus Before My Periods

40 days (after Botnia) 37 days

won, go to Capitán Bermúdez.

If you're reading this pay attention: If you live in or near Entre Rios, flee for your life, go as far as you can. If you're in Gualeguaychú not leave home. The authorities are asking, send the army. No kidding. Trust me. The Apocalypse has begun ...

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_It very beautiful what you wrote ... .. _Me
only say so because they tied and afraid. _No
Matthew, I swear that I love you! _Yo
I love you too Mary. Finn's assumption felt
were not serious. You know that I can be alone and I grabbed the first thing that happens. Loneliness
assumption felt desperate ... I know my love. I do not explain anything else. Just look at me in silence ...

At that moment I knew. It would only be perfect if your memories remained intact in my memory. Not stand to see her old, fat or fall from grace again. It was then that my hands encircled his neck. His eyes of love, the love that hurts, slowly faded. I could see them reflected in the Southern Cross. The night had come to his soul, but remain alive within me forever. In my live more fully than it had been her body.

_Despierte we're getting younger! Bagayero cried.

I jumped up. I was dreaming. Rabito ears stopped paying attention to my clumsy movements. Heat and psychological fatigue feel wanted in Uruguay, had beaten me in the middle of the River Uruguay. Was almost back on the shore of Entre Rios. What would that be terrible that Charlie had to tell me?


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_Venga millet. I have to say something -gynecologist said.
_Diga gift.
_Mire, I adore his mother. I know enough to know that if you collapse something happens. _No
understand ...
_Escúcheme. Did not know, but I know for a fact that is required by justice here.
_Ehhh. Is ... Stammered-
_No say anything. I want nothing to do with the matter. Is how to get back to your city?
_Tendría to call a friend. _Llámelo
immediately. Here is money if needed. I have a trusted friend who can pull up to the place you need. _Gracias
sir. _No
talk more about it. _If
sir.


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Charlie's voice was not normal. He sounded confused and distracted. I asked to be contacted the bagayero with whom he had crossed into Uruguay to do the same way, but in reverse.

Carlitos When I call to notify the bagayero cross that night. _A

5 am, in the same place. _Gracias
Carlitos. It's all right there? Why do you have that voice? _Luego
tell you, but strange things are happening here. _Dale
idiot, I'm not scared .... _No
WTF. You in the same place I left you last time.
_Estoy in big trouble. I seek justice Uruguay. You know some police out there? _Que
crap they sent? Just too busy with other complaints. No longer control they should ..

That misses the final sentence. Other reports police would pull his usual work?


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On the road, en route to meeting with bagayero shore, I thought of the recent reunion with my real mother. As would have been my life as a Uruguayan? It would be a chubby sandals with thermos and mate? Would come to the stage repeatedly in a vain attempt to see my team play well and in some cases incredible qualifying for the World Cup?

How to Brazil had been the influence of my mother? Could move her hips as did the Lambada dancers? I reviewed
I had chatted with her. The subjects were limited to what I could talk anyone with a perfect stranger. Of course, with the difference that this stranger had given birth to me.
In some tastes coincided, in others not. It was a good woman. It was funny. I was sorry, but he was not guilty. In short, it was a complete stranger. The time lost is the true poverty of a person.


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_Apurate Mateo. I went up and the car! Carlos _Que
shit happens? You've got ants in your ass or mine waiting for you to catch? _Haceme
case and not look back ...

When you say something like, one can not do more than look.
visualized two creatures on the body bagayero laying in the same place where I had spent a few seconds earlier. They were eating. I ran to get me
nailing the 4x4 Carlitos. Rabito, which is dog but not silly, I was inside.

Carlos _Que shit happens?!!? What the fuck was that?!? _The
shell of the parrot, the parrot shell! _Reaccioná
Carlitos, fuck it. We must crack from here! _Rajar
where? They are everywhere. Before they were few, but now there are thousands!

was there that the car began to move. Shadows moved it from side to side violently.

_Que fuck is this Charles? Do not tell me that poor people finally realized that the only way they were treated their claims is attacking civilization! _Que
poor? They are hideous creatures! Look at them -runners, said turning on the lights.

mutants were equal to those who had dropped in to Volonté. But were not the same. She remembered perfectly the terrible traits. There was only understand, who had played in unusual ways.

_Pone villera cumbia! _Que
shit you say? We are by morfar these bugs and want to dance?
_Idiota! You put the cd of Pibes Jets! I know what I say. Carlitos

placed in the middle of the damn cd wobble.
The little creatures left to attack the van and began to dance clumsily.

_Arrancá bastard, give!

The danger had passed. Were safe for now.


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_As knew what the fuck cumbia? That shit you sent in Uruguay? Explain Matthew!

Carlitos is my best friend. I had no one to tell everything. I've had worse.

By knowing about the murder of Maria Volonte and I could see in his eyes envy. I know enough to know he is a murderer born, only it's cowardly. If you ask at this point I said nothing about the murder of my cousin years ago because he was in love many years and that it certainly will not forgive me.

The Gualeguaychú rest of the way we did in complete silence. No cross word.

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not talked to enter Gualeguaychú. When one has an open mouth, full of wonder, it is difficult to articulate sound.

There was the once beautiful city where I grew up, ravaged by thousands of mutants.
was like watching a movie. None attacked the car, and it was easier to lash out on people who tried vainly to stop invasion.
Passing my grandmother's house, I saw was completely destroyed.

The city was at war. The car overturned. People are crazy and mutants in a disgusting food orgy. It was the closest thing to the incidents that occur each time they want to shift some of Perón. Some ran with the entrails in his hands. Others preferred to commit suicide to not endure the pain of being eaten alive.

_Carlitos, rajemos! _Y
shit where are we going?
_Arranca for Capitan Bermudez. _Capitán
Bermudez? _If
. I'll tell you!

passing, in the mad flight from the city, I saw mutants splashing and having fun with water jets and lights of the fountain in the Plaza San Martín.

Now not only the British occupied part of Argentine territory, but the mutants.


-End of Part-

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DB (after Botnia) DB

won, go to Rivera.









What questions do mothers! You have a girlfriend? Is it good? _If
Mom! I have an everlasting love! Better than the movies.


1
Rivera Uruguay. That strange place. On the border Brazil, a city adjacent to other Brazilian city. Santana do Livramento. Only between the central street. Warm
town north of Uruguay, is inhabited by the strangest things. People greet each other kindly, leave the front door open and lend things! What is this damn town? Where is the violence of advanced civilization? They are uncivilized, I thought. These Uruguayan border if they are rare. All speak English, they all speak Portuguese.

was difficult enough to find the family I Do Santos. There are many in this border. The worst was when I was almost sure my mother was quite poor. But that was not Do Santos. Almost no desire to continue and carry Mary in my heart, ring the bell of the last resident who lived some dos Santos, but the Brazilian side. It was a mansion. _If

who is?
_Señora. It must seem strange. I come from Argentina and am looking for a lady named Dos Santos who is my real mother.

A pause of several seconds. _A

minute. And caregivers.




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_Pase young here, "said the maid with impeccable uniform. Ms. already going to attend.


I waited a few minutes in a huge living-dining room. Find photos in which I could see reflected, but it distracted me so much wealth. A bitch. How much wealth and many favelas. What fucking country Brazil. Although on second thought, Ronaldinho would not play so well in football if he was born rich. The best players are growing fed the glory succeed someday.

A lady appeared well cared for, looked at me and gave me a big hug.

_Hijo! The dreamed of this moment! "He said in perfect Castilian.

Separated at me, as grandmothers do enthralled with the grandchildren.

're _Pero how nice man!
_Gracias Lady.
_Soy your mother. Do not tell me ma'am.
_I want to know your name.
_Me name is Amanda. Amanda Dos Santos.

I'm not good for the melodramatic parts. Let's say you cried for a while and told me things and I am clear that it was my mother. But let's talk over coffee.


3
_Cuéntame child. What is your life? _No
much Amanda. I raised a family of Gualeguaychú. _
Gualeguaychú? That town where everyone says Dying contaminated with masks and iron lungs walk the streets?
_Ese same ... replied a little embarrassed.
_Pobrecito! _Por
please Amanda. Tell me about my past. I came not to talk about my short life, but know who I really am.


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_Corría 1981. They were very difficult times. I was then a young girl with life ahead. He had many dreams like all young people.
With a group of friends went on vacation to Cabo Polonio. Cabo Polonio is a beautiful resort on the southern coast of Uruguay. No light, no running water and say that one can get in touch with nature. In one of the parties that were organized on the beach, I met your father. It was a beautiful Argentino. A morochón that left me speechless. To say. It was love at first sight.

Unfortunately my parents were against it. I was family and he was a pauper of Capitán Bermúdez. My father, who had military contacts, he found that was required by the Argentine military. He was deported and was enrolled in Argentina. Dictatorships in Latin America were weakening and that made them more dangerous. Invent anything to stay in power and Argentina gave the most vile manotón of drowning. The last thing I know is I went to the Falklands. I was dead because his body was never found. He never learned she was pregnant. To hide the shame a daughter pregnant without being married, my father forced me to give up for adoption.

_As called my father? Armando _
Tibus. But all said "Coke."

Armando "Coke" Tibus. Now know much more about my story of life. But there was something else that prompted panic:

_Yo where I was born?
_Naciste Tacuarembó in a hospital. In Uruguay.

a bitch! The only thing I need. Uruguay and TACUAREMBO ERA!

Every time an Argentine does something good, the Uruguayans argue that their country was born in and Tacuarembó. I will say that Victor Hugo is Uruguayan, too? Fortunately, Maradona will have footage from a tiny dump Villa Fiorito, but would argue the same.

a bitch. Uruguay! Looking at the league table for global depressed me even more.


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Depression I remained static for several days (so I did not write in the blog).
The memory of Mary was strong as I had imagined. You're mine forever my love.

had done well. It was the only way that your memory was flawless. The love that they end up getting dirty with everyday. Never asked happened with Pretty Woman year? Obvious that bitched because Richard Gere left the dirty panties on the bidet and Julia Roberts did not want to fuck Richard looked a lot more because football. In turn, he did not attach much ball because she broke the balls that friends were all about whoring and drug addicts and not let him do anything. A vicious circle. Take a circle, Pet the pup and have a vicious circle.

The best finish is the love that is given, it will always be perfect. We cling to him closing his eyes when our fat and mustachioed wife screams ask us to uncover the batting.

Now my love is forever stuck at the bottom of my heart and Mary in the river bottom Tacuarembó.


What questions do mothers! You have a girlfriend? Is it good? _If
breast! I have an everlasting love! Better than the movies.


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I have a new mother, new nationality. So I have new surrogate father and 6 brothers. Amanda is married to a gynecologist for years.

never understood how anyone could be OB. Sure. Everyone thinks when he has to meet a cute chick. But when I play the old ones? Upon meeting him gave me his hand. I smelled my hand immediately. It was clean. Just me 35 times wash with soap and water. And what about of women who marry one !?!?! I do not want to imagine the question: "How was your job?". I'm turning

compulsive, I'm Uruguayan, I reinvent from scratch.
The Uruguayan me is winning. What to do?

The answer gave me the Internet. The twist of fate took me to the last page of the Uruguayan serial murderer. Paul Goncalves.


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That Uruguayan lazy. The biggest serial murderer killed only 3 mines?
I had already killed three people (and Maria Volonte, but more boy poisoned at a premium).

also had not tried to kill for pleasure, as I had done out of necessity (Volonte), out of love (Mary) and research (my cousin).

Finally something back to me vibrate. Should be the biggest serial murderer in Uruguay?
By killing, would a seedling on my victim. Be known as the "Plant Murderer."



to do?

1 Go to Capitán Bermúdez and claim the inheritance of my father?
2 Get into the Botnia plant to fly it? 3 Become
the "Plant Murderer" ?



Left And this damn leg! I am increasingly less responsive.

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DB 30 days (after Botnia) part II DB

already at midnight on Sunday, better sleep, eating and seeing that blog readers prefer to pass illegally to Uruguay by boat I went to Kay. The

would contact me the person I would enter illegally Uruguay.

Carlitos is one of those friends who are forever. Sometimes we go months without seeing each other, but just when we meet one of the two need some support and / or advice.

_Querés see Mary, no?
_Yes. So I venture, "he said, telling only half the truth.
_Ok. I'm going to reach a place and you have to walk about three hundred meters between weeds. On reaching the coast you'll find a guy. You have to tell you that you're going from Matthew and Kay. Say it immediately or you will surely drop a chumbazo. Years is required by law.

seems that is a guy who lives across the beef cattle rustling and stealing to Uruguay. It is said that many people live hidden from justice in those mountains of espinillos favorite place of the rattlesnake and beautiful deer.

_Bien. How much will I have to pay? _Son
four hundred dollars, but I managed. You give me this guitar to me, I give them only when you have heard from you since Uruguay. It is dangerous people I want to be sure you get healthy.

How great Carlitos. Always a step ahead.

_Llevate everything as camping, so do not depend on anyone. _If
Carlitos. _Necesitás
money?
_Tengo. Thanks. _Vos
not going just for Mary ....

When friends meet, words are not necessary.

_Sos a bastard. Know me more than my grandmother. I'm going to Uruguay because I discovered that I am adopted. I'll find my real family. _Nooo
! What a goal down! _If
. I have to look for such a Nana. She is in touch with my real family.
_Naná? The most famous Madame Uruguay? _
queeeeee?? _If
. The one with the brothel Top of Punta del Este. _The
Charlie the parrot shell. All I need is my old was a bitch! _No
rush. The whores are not born whores and sluts not only have friends. Or you're not macho and like it go fuck a gay night clubs? _Tenés
right! _Dale
old. Go and collect your stuff. I wait an hour and you snuggle.

At my grandmother, she was waiting in the living.

_Te going to Uruguay, right? _If
grandmother. Do not stop me. _No
I'll do it. Never be denied to someone going after their roots or their destination. _Gracias
grandmother. Also still be my grandmother. Mom and Dad will remain my parents. You raised me.
assumption felt it son. I hope you discover your true origin and does not deny either his, or those who cared for you as a true son. _No
grandmother. I never would.

I went to my room to prepare my backpack. The boat left at three in the morning and should be timely. I gathered several clothes, money, grenades, anti-gas mask and my camping gear. I took all the money he had. Volonté thousand dollars and a few hundred dollars he had saved.

Ñata Lowering gave me some advice to pass.

_Recuerda child Uruguay is a very similar and very different at the same time. Assumption felt
know.
_Recuerda which are governed by communists, their football players have two left feet and not hide their age.

shit! Do not hide your age? What kind of alienated people not pursuing eternal youth? It would be worse a mutant Uruguayan or all wrinkled old lady?

My own grandmother had many operations costs. His face was smooth and plump breasts. More than one friend teased me that he was "to give." The thought of seeing an old wrinkled Uruguay Live sparked a jump in my stomach.

On the way to Carlitos, I joined Rabito. Doghouse! I said, but the dog would not go. Why not? I thought.

_Vení Rabito. You come with me! A WALK!
_Guau! ... Wow Wow Wow! _Que
intelligent dog.

Carlitos
hit me with a 4x4 between input mountains overlooking the coast. _It

there. Some three hundred meters. _Gracias
Carlitos. _Toma
dad. Take this. What you can need.

Among their clothes pulled out a Magnum. Carlitos collect weapons and was giving me one of their favorites.

_Gracias crazy. See you around and take a beer watching a game of San Lorenzo.

After walking a few minutes I saw a boat in the dark.

_SOY MATEO, CARLITOS FRIEND! - I cried.
_Suba. And we left.

The boat was full of meat. Beef cuts were good. The man with great agility paddled toward the coast of Uruguay.

_Hay to be very careful. The Prefect of today is not as above. It's terrible bastard. If we grab pulls us all and send us to jail, "he said sullenly. _If
. Terrible son of a bitch - I agreed without knowing that I spoke. _The
river is strange since Botnia. Sometimes that runs from South to North. _If
. Damn paper! _Don
Lot is absolutely right. _It
truth! "I said, no idea about whom I spoke.

The meaningless chatter continued for the rest of the trip. Forty-five minutes later we were disembarking. In the Uruguayan coast waiting for us a group of people. I watched intently, but did not have problems with the Botnia plant was relatively close. Were normal and had not mutated. Were surprised much of my gas mask, but I avoided the suspicions saying that "I was asthmatic."

While unloading the meat to an old truck I went to one of them:

_Disculpe. Where are we? _
Ubici on the beach. Nah, you will Ainda millet? I _Yo
Fray Bentos.
_Suba the I enllevamos truck.

I boarded the truck a bit suspicious, a little laughing at her accent. Such kindness is not possible without something in return.

that time was beginning to rain. Along the way the rain storm grew.

To all this, Rabito was behaving quite well. We see that he realized the solemnity of the occasion of the trip, because he does not put a single Tarascon to the flesh, nor to any of those present.

the truck I walked to the hopping along the dusty roads, I paused to think Mary. I could see Mary again after eight months. Between asleep, I dreamed it would be like a reunion. I could feel and smell. I could feel the body heat of their loved and desired sex.

_The house of that family is out there, "he pointed out a civilian. In small towns, everyone knows.

was to come home. The dream it would be after so long!

at the entrance I spotted a couple passionately basis. I laughed a little embarrassed. But change to the dismay of shame. It was the sister as I thought. MARIA ERA!

I approached and greeted with a mixture of calm and wonder.

recognized me despite my bulky gas mask. He opened his eyes in amazement and shouted my name. He spoke one second and this guy left without even looking.

_Tenemos to talk, "he said. Which words. When a woman tells you that, you're in the oven.

_Mirá Mateo. Ours was re-mal. For months since we met. It was impossible to cross. In that time I met Mette.
_Mette? Do not tell me it is ...
_If. It works in Finnish Botnia. _Nooooooooooooo
!
assumption felt sorry Matthew. You're divine, but our ended.

hit a slam and left me there on the street with a broken heart, pride overwhelmed and totally soaked.

very Uruguayan
The bitch left me. I had made it big. I felt as if Tinelli, Paula left him by Pergolini. Devastated and humiliated.

Just a Finn?!?! It could have been with a black, a Jew or a woman. To accept it with a black-Jewish woman. But just a pirate Finnish !!??!

course. Finland is the least corrupt country and the first to environmental care. But Argentina also it would be if all corrupt exported to Uruguay and bring their corporate polluters outside its territory!

Shattered wandered. The dogs themselves to realize it. Crestfallen, Rabito sorry accompany my walk without even diverted to sniff another dog's ass.

walked several hours between the pools of water, until nightfall. Luckily the weather improved and the sky was all stars.

So many hours of walking without a destination I had deposited in the deep countryside. The darkness of the middle of nowhere started to wrap, as well as mosquitoes. In the distance I thought I saw a big Christmas tree. Approaching glimpse what it was. It was the Botnia! What irony of fate!

I use my bad time to make a kamikaze act. Running with two grenades and fly the damn chimney, which is the Rosetta stone of all my misfortunes. It would be remembered as a hero in Gualeguaychú. Then I stopped. If I die, I prefer to take a few. I also want to know my real family.

The thirst for revenge of a jilted Gualeguachuense is well known. This may not be well-reasoned.

Camping

against Botnia, petting my dog, I pose the following questions before moving on to Punta del Este, after Nana.

The Finn:

1 - The tortured.
2 - I kill.
3 - Do not do anything.

To Mary:

1 - The Rapture.
2 - The tortured.
3 - The format.
4 - Do not do anything.

Help me decide by voting (the polls are up, right on this blog) .

imagine Mary European rolling with that gives me nausea. FINNISH Damn!