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It starts the day all the kids disappear.

Just like that.

It’s a Friday.

Empty chairs, abandoned classrooms.

Coats gone.

This strange quiet, maybe one or two bags left behind.

Uncanny.

Walking through this empty school.

And it’s so quiet.

Eerie.

Like a desert, like a…

They're gone.

And all of it, all of it happens, because one kid.

One girl.​​

Joan.

Saint Joan of the Anthropocene.

Had has this one brilliant idea...

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