Panem et Circensus: Bread and Circuses
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The dawn rises anew over the city of St. Marcus and the day began for the early risers of this bustling town that, up until now, was a lowly a parish. Still stuck in its old ways of religion and sin tightly coupled together, nothing was really anew about St. Marcus. Hookers still cross the same street as holy men and children heading eagerly, one after the other to school for the day. Among those children would be Miriam, playing traffic guard for the little preschoolers in front of her while watching her back for the bullies that plagued her every day. Little did this emerging city know, today was the beginning of a sequence of events that will change everything it ever knew about its existence, and Miss Miriam was the catalyst to make that happen.
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