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Message: <blockquote data-quote="馬冠宇" data-source="post: 43356" data-attributes="member: 162">[ATTACH=full]7135[/ATTACH]August 5, 2030. I’m Magonia, and we’ve turned Shed 5, the swanky fine dining restaurant next to our dockside base on Queens Wharf, into a residential unit big enough for 45 of our crew. It’s a beast of a place—high ceilings, polished wood, now crammed with scavenged mattresses, plywood walls, and communal kitchens carved from its old gourmet setup. At first, it was a chaotic mess, everyone packed in like rats, so I kicked out all but my two lieutenants, Kara and Tane, to share the manager’s loft with me—a sweet spot overlooking the harbor. The rest sprawl across bunks below, less crowded now, but supplies are tight and the infected’s nighttime moans remind me we’re on borrowed time; my lazy ass’ll keep this place running, but only if it stays defensible.</blockquote>