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Day 1: Hello. My name's Robert Cain. I live in Catharsis, Colorado and I am a really big fan of the Postal series. Hell, I even look like the Postal Dude, and my dad has an armory. I miss playing Postal 1. Although Postal 2 and 3 are good games, I think the first game deserves all the limelight.
Day 2: I went to the local thrift shop and guess what I saw! Postal: Classic and Uncut! I bought the fucking thing on sight! When I went home, I popped the cd in my pc, hoping to relive my 90s life.
Day 23:I have avoided all contact with the outside world. I have been playing the game nonstop and it seems to have a deeper meaning. I seem to suffer from insomnia and paranoia now. God forbid if I shall succumb to my own insanity.
Day 27: I am loading shells into my dad's shotgun as I type this. I'm ready to go Postal.
Day 31: I have been having hallucinations. Seen dead bodies in a well. I will hope to do that soon...
Day 40: Blessed are the meek for they make easy targets.
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If you're wondering, the story is about a Postal fan who plays the game till he becomes an antisocial psycho like the dude himself.
