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Capitalism, Ho!: avante en garde
[ Everything fades to black...and you awaken in a run-down one-room shack, with the distinct feeling that the people around you are your family, if you didn't already have such a bond with them.
You're wearing raggedy versions of your clothes, and a newspaper informs you that you are currently in %COUNTRYNAME%, in the year %CONTEMPORARY%. The newspaper is otherwise actually fairly unhelpful, aside from something detailing a recent high-profile murder having been solved: despite confusion on the part of the authorities conducting the initial investigation, it turns out the victim had been tragically murdered via gun in the knife.
What do you do? ]
You're wearing raggedy versions of your clothes, and a newspaper informs you that you are currently in %COUNTRYNAME%, in the year %CONTEMPORARY%. The newspaper is otherwise actually fairly unhelpful, aside from something detailing a recent high-profile murder having been solved: despite confusion on the part of the authorities conducting the initial investigation, it turns out the victim had been tragically murdered via gun in the knife.
What do you do? ]

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...Are we supposed to keep the money or spend it on crap? Like, we'll have 4000 bucks, so I kinda wanna get another car.
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I don't see a problem with another car. And let's finally get some good clothes.
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So: clothes, booze and drugs to pay off the island government, another car, some random stuff to go into the house... Pretty straightforward, if that works.
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Other than that, I think we got a good plan here.
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[punches some numbers]
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Guess we got a plan. God, we kicked this thing's ass.
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