Changing of the Guard
By Christopher Munroe
The newly elected MPs, some in odd socks, others in fishnets, still others in more morally conservative socks, made their way into the Capital, heads held high.
And why not?
They’d been elected to enact their version of the future, and that’s exactly what they intended to do, bringing with them a smorgasbord of values, principals and ideals.
Opportunity for all, an end to the abuses of the past, a nation where all could prosper.
And friendship, which is magic.
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