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"Where must we go, we who wander this wasteland, in search of our better selves?"

To LipBomb dammit! Join us for our Thursday Day Party. By now you should finally have your shit together, so come celebrate your new beginning with new friends. Enjoy dirty, dusty beats, cold drinks and draft beer from the wasteland bar we raided.

"I like this plan... we could start again, just like the old days!"
Max: "Look, it'll be a hard day. But I guarantee you that a hundred and sixty days ride that way... there's nothing but salt. At least that way we might be able to... together... come across some kind of redemption."