The Nation crushes us. From the cramped cells of Jailville to the shanties of Shacktown, despair posing as stoicism drives the engines of progress… such as it is. From their smug capital of First Town, the Nation’s wicked leaders suck it dry while their malignant LICE agents hunt down all who try to break free. They want every paycheck to be barely enough, every meal insufficient, every slumber not nearly enough, with joy available only to those who pay.
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