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From the fog-fume of smoke and gunpowder. There where the masses now murder and rebel. A figure comes walking while whistling a monotonous tune. Together with this, I hear an Alt singing loudly. With the words of a song that go like this : The Dollar, Euro as well as the Pound fall to a useless dime. Millions of vehicles will soon stand around without purpose, in total disuse.

From the previous big misuse, now the re-use comes desperately.  But with the big famine now completely unbolted, the masses call: Woe oh woe, what can we use to fill our bellies now? Look, there is nothing that can stop or halt the big famine anymore. Governments desperately try to stop their unforeseen fall in any way possible. But it is impossible to evade these insurmountable world problems.

Yes, there where the kings and bankers are diving down vertically, head first. In the fog-fume of war, smoke, brimstone and gunpowder, there governments now try to decide for everyone with mad solutions. But in unprecedented mass uprising, only the urge for life-supplies and loot reigns.  There is nothing that can stop or halt the madness in the chaos. All of hell is now unbolted globally.