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The Toxic Nightmares who were once rugged motorcycle bikers gang and their sexy girlfriend strippers who are No Longer Human now mutants of their own kind. Are the protectors who are fighting off mercenaries, zombies, and other dangers along the way.

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SSD-1B

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