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The New Society

A new society Is Brexit more than Brexit a dream of going back in time when everything had a human dimension? To physically eradicate the royalty to take back thousands of acres stolen by the aristocracy. Leaving the cities as a bird sanctuary go back to the land, a homestead with a cow and a few chickens. Living a sub-existence hunting boars in the evening light; rivers teeming with fish. Small shops selling the basic foodstuff and a cobbler to repair shoes. Poverty and freedom in the land of the proud and begin a new dawn of equality.

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