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Upon learning about his new status as a loyal subject, Ushumgallu honestly tried to find some patriotic sentiments within himself, but failed. He wasn't a patriot of Calcite either, but Calcite was familiar, understandable, and didn't try to pretend that its inhabitants owed anything to its barren sands and capricious rulers. When Ushumgallu was still a young and playful sixteen-year-old, he tried to conceptualize the secret meaning of the policy of welcoming all sorts of dubious foreigners in his country, providing free housing and benefits even for the "self-employed," but he soon had to accept that his intellect was clearly not sufficient to fathom the schemes of the Asuguh government.
A Calcite resident begins a new day by reading a letter accompanied by a delicious glass of clear, pure water.
A Calcite resident begins a new day by reading a letter accompanied by a delicious glass of clear, pure water.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers