Standing in the middle of the Wasteland, you can feel its special freedom. It is difficult for a person living in the times after the Great War to appreciate this quality of it. Most see in the Wasteland only a threat, or test, difficulties. And pre-war people, if they could somehow be here, would note its severity and, to put it mildly, unfriendliness. But at all times, all over the world there were those who in their deep essence were the Wanderer. They were looking for the inexplicable "the same thing," beyond the unattainable end of the horizon. They were at this time.