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Experiment Number 13
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Ongoing, First published Aug 11, 2015
The Government has a new way of running. At first you had an opinion. Now you don't. Get over it.  If you are silent you stay. If your not going to stay silent. Say your goodbyes. Because your probably the next to experience the experiments the rest of the nation calls "Hospitalization"


Also this is a W.I.P so please forgive me if anything bugs you.
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