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Idle Musings of the Hypothetical Citizen

The poet, now up to speed, spoke in the empty park in front of the hypothetical citizen, "Oh you tribe of powerful men and women sequestered in the old mansions of power; the machinery driving through you is transparent and old. The people smell decay on their way to games." More>>

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