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“Maxim 8: Mockery and derision have their place. Usually, it's on the far side of the airlock. -The Seventy Maxims of Maximally Effective Mercenaries”

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Howard Tayler
Howard Tayler

Howard Tayler, born on February 29, 1968, is a renowned cartoonist known for his unique sense of humor and profound themes. His most famous work is 'Schlock Mercenary', which combines elements of science fiction, fantasy, and military. Tayler is admired for his deep understanding of the genres and his ability to depict complex character relationships. more

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