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FBI says North Korean 'Lazarus Group' hackers are behind the $41M StakeCom crypto casino hack. The FBI has officially identified the Laza...

https://youtu.be/elsGDtJnRCk 1.) North Korean hackers swipe over $100M from Atomic Wallet users According to Elliptic, a blockchain analy...

The North Korean hacking group Lazarus is believed to be responsible for the Atomic Wallet hack, which resulted in a loss of over $35 mil...

The falling rain creates a deafening roar above the broken windows as it crashes onto the shattered glass and concrete below. The cold w...

We huddle As the snow falls relentlessly, bundling us in its frigid embrace we huddle together for warmth within the shell of our half-s...

To my friends, As we approach the Winter solstice, I find myself reflecting on all that has happened in the past year. We've seen so muc...

In the ruins of a once great city, I grow a garden. The soil is hard and rocky, but I make it fertile with my sweat and love. I sow seed...

Point Paradise Apartments Part three of three. How they lie in my arms, limp and fragile Wincing with each step I take as if their last ...

Point Paradise Apartments Part two of three. The next day, I wander through the building searching for more supplies. But there's nothin...

Point Paradise Apartments Part one of three. The stairs creak and moan, but I ignore them as I grip the railing. I'm not afraid of the d...

The Well We were out scavenging for supplies, When we came across a small group of survivors. They were desperate and offered us fresh f...

These are two poems about dealing with bandits trying to steal our newly found scavenged supplies one night. Bandits Creep and Crawl In...

The night sky is dark The stars are not shining And the moon is in hiding For the city we call home, it's falling apart People are dyin...

In the dark of night, through broken streets and falling debris, I search for medical supplies to bring back to my city now in shambles...

The supply run cache is always a worry, the thought of what might befall us on the way. But adding a small first aid kit to our haul mak...

As I peer through the shattered glass, I hope to find a way out. But all I see are shelves of rusted cans, And piles of garbage that ov...

Leaving in search of supplies. I've been waiting for this day The day when I can leave the safety of home And venture out into the world...

The water is up to my knees And the shore is just a memory Now I must walk on through this flood To find what's left of my city But the ...

I watch the cricket As it hops about In search of sustenance But I know what will happen If I don't get my hands on it soon The cricket ...

A poem about a stew... Insect, carrot, and potato stew With a few worms thrown in for fun. The bugs will be crunching happily, The carro...

Learning the art of ration bars, from an elderly woman who's seen it all. She tells us stories of a time when every day was a struggle, ...

Cold and Hunger Sleep, my friend, is hard to find in this city With the cold and hunger everywhere you look But we must stay strong for ...

This is a poem about the narrator scavenging and surviving off random bits of "food" that has been left over after the fall of ...

In the darkness, I am lost. The city is crumbling around me, And all that remains are the shadows of people long gone. The only light in...

This crumbling school house, once proudly standing tall, now lays in pieces on the ground. Local children are hard at work building it b...

Fate led me to this forsaken place, And I found a poor dog wandering the halls. His fur was matted with dried blood, And his eyes were d...

As I wander the city streets In search of sustenance I spy the scraps of food And eagerly begin to scavenge. The smell of sour dumpsters...

Cold as a ghost Stonefall Street in the dingy fearful city, The wind whips through the broken window panes like vile spirits, Screaming ...

O thou of little faith! What profit hath thy preparation From crawling through the filth and mire On All Hallows Eve? The shadows lie Mo...

The city is a place of broken dreams, Where hope is a luxury that few can afford. Its streets are lined with the shattered remains Of th...