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𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙄𝙄𝙄: The air crackles with unease. The silence is deafening, a chilling testament to regime's power. The resistance sleeps, but it is not dead. 𝙒𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙩.
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Nowadays, wars start with bombings. Ours did as well. Today 2 tickets poured over Madrid from the airship for those daring enough to step into the lion's den; to uncertainty, to danger and perhaps, to glory. This is 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹.
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