TO YOU, LITTLE MADISON
Well little Madison, in these end times, living is a young woman's game.
I'm old enough to have heard the first of the Russian Atomic Bombs crushing the East Coast.
The earth shook with the force, the radiation burned all the men and death gleefully came calling.
And in the remains of the aftermath, young ladies like you have inherited the greatest game... life.
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