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”LIGHTS OUT!” you hear the Englishman’s cockney vocals echoing through the bunker, his boots against the shoddily installed metal floors as he marches to his room. All the lights are shut off.
”LIGHTS OUT!” you hear the Englishman’s cockney vocals echoing through the bunker, his boots against the shoddily installed metal floors as he marches to his room. All the lights are shut off.