The New World Project

The New World Project

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'The world has gone fucking mad. That's the only way I think I can describe this situation; fucking mad. And I don't really swear that much, so you know that it's serious. This is holy fucking dick-head son-of-a-bitch shit fucking mad.' In a future ravaged by overpopulation and hunger, the government has resorted to culling the population based on age, health and - most importantly - intelligence. Rio Soren - a book-ish fifteen year old - finds herself part of the 10% of Australian youth who pass the exams that guarantee their survival. As far as the New World Project goes, she's one of the lucky ones. Isn't she?
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