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There once was a city in a kingdom in the North. There, the rich lived on cushions of gold and velvet, protected by bejeweled walls in the central district. Meanwhile, the poor scrounged for scraps and fought with pocket knives for bread in the outer edges of the city. The rich looked out of their glass towers like sharks, pointing at the poor far below and devising new ways to trick them into fighting each other instead of coming for noble riches.