The Last Of The Laughter

He stood amid the fray with a smile

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"Bull and Bear over the Dam, at each others throats… but a light from Vegas? Ball spinning on the wheel, more than two at the table, placing bets.

All lose in different ways, a dam of corpses, towns of corpses, scattered across the sand. But whose, in what shares? Even the dealer doesn’t know.

Forecast: A rain of blood will flood the desert and not purify it.”

(Source: plasmarifles, via fallout-enthusiast)

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