Author: Suvoshree Bhattacherjee

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I picked up the broken tin can and yelled “Jackpot!” But no one heard me through the anti-radiation gear I was wearing. That was good. Tin sold well so I wouldn’t want the other Scrappers to come looking. I tried to look for more tin in the rubble but none was found. It was past…

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The light showed the way as the Wanderer followed along through a world of sand and desolation. She had been following this path for years. Sometimes a kind stranger would lead her back onto the lit way if she were to wander off of it. Apart from such short encounters, she had always been alone. …