Long time ago the world was small. There were trains, boats and airships to get you wherever you need in mere hours. There were radio stations, TV and newspapers to tell you the news from thousands of miles away. There were books, to explore the world without leaving the confines of your home.

Then, the bombs fell, and along with the expanding fireballs of the endless balefire blasts, the world also expanded, such that a little neighborhood became as city, a city became as country, and the country became the Wasteland.

In this world, expansive vistas with whole new realms of possibility are open to those who dare to travel, but those who care to listen to the tales of these travellers are blessed with richer insight still.

And who listens more than a bartender?

Written as a part of 42 hundred member writing project of Fallout:Equestria fimfiction group.

Edited by dermuffinmeister and Train Dodger
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