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Raped on our watch



Something a bit different this time.

Normally FFIB tries to fill the whole page with small nonsensical characterizations that often express sub plots, even though he is the only one that can recognize them.

However in FFIB's words:
With Raped I was trying to express the abuse we all have allowed to happen to the land that we should be protecting. I was going to add the (faces of) hack regional politicians who are selling their souls for a commission and the prime huckster who is shilling for the corporate greed, but in reality we are all responsible in some part for the abuse that has taken place.

Hence no characterizations of our greedy corporate overloads, just personal shame,  and regret.

All righty then, have a happy long weekend!



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