Underground
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Last published Wed, Oct 15, 2014
It's been hell since the Norms took over after the last fall and forced us below the surface, and most of us are at our breaking point. It only takes one brave suicidal soul to lead a rebellion and trust me, someone is stupid enough to do it. The scariest part is that the rest of us are stupid enough and desperate enough to follow them.
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