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by Rukky Brume Dark clouds are scudding across the sky. The wind is rattling through empty streets. Petrol pumps are sheathed, well not anymore. Shops are shuttered. Watering holes are dry. Radios have gone silent. On-Air Personalities are reacquainted with their natural accents. The strike might have been called off, but the petrocalypse is still... Read More













