With such an invention did Zeleucus whilome correct the corrupted manners of the Locrines.

a songlike adagio

I can sell bricks, I don't need to rap Buj so peng it makes the fiends collapse Cook that coca into crack I was selling Zs while you was in your bed

In order to grant the rich these pleasures, the social contract is reconfigured. […] The public realm is privatised, the regulations restraining the ultra-wealthy and the companies they control are abandoned, and Edwardian levels of inequality are almost fetishised.