Everything was black; everything had been black since the beginning of his life. His mother had told him that perhaps it was for the best: the grime and crime in the small but packed town would disgust him. But Ailen didn’t believe her: all the teachers at his school kept propounding one sentiment into this heart: love. Love for the government that ruled over all corners of the land and ensured all inhabitants lived in safety. Love for the rules the government implemented, ensuring that disabled people - like Ailen - could live in peace and prosperity.

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