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Log-000000101-29/09/2026-Ricky-Browne

Day two of the school holidays, our food is running low, and water is scarce. We must journey to the store and face the masses. If we make the run unscathed, we will wait it out until school returns. The mood is low; hope for the future is grim—another two weeks until things normalise in this hellhole.