
The Road Warrior
“I remember a time of chaos, ruined dreams, this wasted land. But most of all, I remember the road warrior… the man we called Max.”
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“I remember a time of chaos, ruined dreams, this wasted land. But most of all, I remember the road warrior… the man we called Max.”
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