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Japan. The surroundings of the Misawa air base. The near future. Year approximately 203Х.
From the air base's checkpoint, the sky-colored Toyota Tacoma left. Behind the wheel sat a young man of about twenty-five in appearance, the passenger seat was occupied by an impressive-sized black man with major stripes.
The young man drove the car confidently, as if he already knew the route.
- Where are you sir?
- oh johnny. You know that my route has not changed for many years. Wheels for Madame Shike, Shinju must wait for me today.
- Of course sir!
- Oh, Johnny, I ...
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From the air base's checkpoint, the sky-colored Toyota Tacoma left. Behind the wheel sat a young man of about twenty-five in appearance, the passenger seat was occupied by an impressive-sized black man with major stripes.
The young man drove the car confidently, as if he already knew the route.
- Where are you sir?
- oh johnny. You know that my route has not changed for many years. Wheels for Madame Shike, Shinju must wait for me today.
- Of course sir!
- Oh, Johnny, I ...
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All heroes of the story for over 18 years. It is quite difficult to innovate comics, so the meaning is not conveyed literally, but close enough to the text. Also, the comic itself is written in Spanish, just now 9 parts, 4 translated into Russian.
Part 1
Springfield year 20XX
Marge waited for Homer from Moe's bar. He lingered, usually came around ten in the evening, and now it is already past midnight. Well, at least the children have not been home yet: Bart worked at Apu in the shop today. As mother said ...
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Part 1
Springfield year 20XX
Marge waited for Homer from Moe's bar. He lingered, usually came around ten in the evening, and now it is already past midnight. Well, at least the children have not been home yet: Bart worked at Apu in the shop today. As mother said ...
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An ordinary summer day in Springfield. Sunny, the birds are singing, there is not a cloud in the sky and nothing foretells misfortunes, what will happen here very soon. In the house of the Simpson family, the calm atmosphere reigned. Marge was the mother of the family, a tall, toned lady in the prime of her life, was washing dishes in the kitchen while her husband Homer and eldest son Barth worked at Springfield NPP, where her husband could easily arrange ...
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