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Welcome to Issue 2.
If you haven't seen the preview,
please check it out now.


or, if you have seen it . .
guess what you should do next.
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Okay then,

all about 'The Long Quiet.'
Unfortunately, most of the data files for the earliest years of The Long Quiet
were corrupted by the malware and anti-malware left-overs from your era.
We have had a little success
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It's started
The war?
Yeah
Damn
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What do you want to do with them?

I think Dougie is the best option.
He's been showing me around the old corrupted files locker. I'm sure he can come up with something for them.
That's a great idea NaN.

Why do you hang out with a wet brain
like me?




Sorry folks,
NaN and I have important things to do,
now that war is here.


Important and secret things,
so we can't say any more.


Did you let NotRadio talk you
into doing something really
dangerous like diplomacy?

Sorry, but you know I can't
Yeah, I know.
Just be careful will you?
I will be. I promise.
And you too!


Well, we have to fly folks. We'll be back as soon as we can.

Bye for now.

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