It's a full moon over the horizon, the Party is losing control, proles are out running loose sipping lattes in hippie cafes and lounging by the Pacific Ocean with their gadgets running their own shows. A kick from a strange virus was just the catalyst for the proles to disrupt the system, an awakening moment that shook the nations and called every citizen to reclaim control of their minds. And once woke, there's no turning back. Wonder what the dinosaurs inside the Party will do next, plotting a return of the Dark Age? While the new age dissenters busy themselves rewriting history and independently redefining the work model meanwhile thriving for progress and ultimately cutting ties with Big Brother? From the Collection of Ink Noir Copyright © Angella RicotBack To All Blog Posts
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