On one side, the living toil under the relentless Florida sun to build hundreds of miles of fence. On the other side, millions of the living dead hunger for the flesh of the living. Between them is a line of chain link fencing through which blows a hot wind like the breath of hell. A wind that carries the stink of death and the endless moans of the dead.
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On one side, the living toil under the relentless Florida sun to build hundreds of miles of fence. On the other side, millions of the living dead hunger for the flesh of the living. Between them is a line of chain link fencing through which blows a hot wind like the breath of hell. A wind that carries the stink of death and the endless moans of the dead.