Nothing is ever going on around this time of year. December 28th-30th are the ashen land on the otherwise fruitful soil that is our year. Nobody can decide whether or not they're working until the last minute when they decide they're not- or they come in and give a half-hearted "well....I'm here...." effort at work and then end up leaving a couple hours after lunch, the streets are practically abandoned, there's no holidays to celebrate, all the relatives have left, TV and radio are all in reruns, the new holiday movies have already come out, the sales were the days immediately after Christmas.....ladies and gentlemen and genetically altered intelligent dogs, I give you.....The Dead Zone.
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