The Oddities of Mr. Shaffer
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"Many ask me how I made my creation. I simply tell them, I looked to the sky...."
What if you were the mayor of a city? But not just any city..... a city in the sky. A city where everything was perfect and free will and peace existed. Could you manage that? Many would say that they could.... Robert T. Shaffer thought so. But really, he made the most destructive society in history.
Could you make right what you so wrongfully built up? Or would you let it crumble and sink to the ground in a heap of destruction?....
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