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Copyright Maxwell Zachs 2013

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All characters, places and events are fictional.

Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental.


Design and Art: Eve Penfold

Concept Development: Elliot FoxPrince


Kathryn Golding

Chapter One

Everything is dry in the People’s Republic, even when it rains. The People are slaves to production, they eat it, they sleep with it, production reigns supreme. Everything is done with the utmost efficiency, the straight line is our God. Nothing bubbles or gurgles or giggles or explodes here. Everything that is not production is reduced to its barest minimum. Communication is an act of the unnecessary and so it has been boiled down to curt nods, a slight lift of an eyebrow, a flick of a finger. These dehydrated movements are such subtle indicators of more expansive expressions that half the time I can only imagine what people are talking about. I never got the hang of pretending I knew what was going on and sometimes I wonder if everyone is just playing along to some ridiculous game. Perhaps no one in the People’s Republic ever knows exactly what anyone else is saying. It seems we have rendered communication pointless.

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