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Sound the horns and break the seals. Behold, the rook begat the monkey, who's mask begat the man. The big hat begat the ego, fore-worn as primal lust for monkey's aspirations. The endgame unsettles our shaky foundations, turning towers into ashes, and assumptions into dust. Volumes of protest are turned down to an almost inaudible silence, resonating in an empty teacup like so many muted demonstrations. The gambit seems assured - the deal almost foreclosed, the slight of hand unseen by the eyes of sleeping nations. But wait . . .

Description
Sound the horns and break the seals. Behold, the rook begat the monkey, who's mask begat the man. The big hat begat the ego, fore-worn as primal lust for monkey's aspirations. The endgame unsettles our shaky foundations, turning towers into ashes, and assumptions into dust. Volumes of protest are turned down to an almost inaudible silence, resonating in an empty teacup like so many muted demonstrations. The gambit seems assured - the deal almost foreclosed, the slight of hand unseen by the eyes of sleeping nations. But wait . . .