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*sniff* A metallic bouquet. *sip* Sand dry and smoky. Yet it seems somehow... radiant. No, radioactive. Perhaps even mutagenic. With notes of apocalypse... Ah, of course! Vintage 2038, from the undifferentiable expanse of the Charred Waste.
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# ¿ Nov 27, 2016 01:19 |
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# ¿ May 10, 2024 10:13 |