First, there were riots and now the city’s been dark for months.
There’s no indication things are going to improve anytime soon. Roaming street gangs have formed and stealing everything of practical value in this harsh new world.
Roadblocks are everywhere and the few vehicles that still run are either gunned down in the street as someone tries to escape or they’re stolen as the gangs make their rounds.
Movement is what keeps me alive.
I travel light and only on foot during periods of low-light. Each day is becoming more difficult to find food and this life on the move is hard on me. There are quiet whispers of a community 200 miles outside of this hellish city working together to survive.
The squeeze on resources has choked the life out of this city. It’s time to escape… [Read more…]