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It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair.

When Charles Dickens wrote that A tale of two cities appeared to be in the making during the 1980s. You begin with two cities with the same name Brooklyn for instance and then one of them demands the world is too small. The world ain’t big enough for the both of them to have that same name. Through battle and struggling and even war the name changed letter by letter. To begin with the plan would be to start with a neighborhood named after the other city. This dark day might arise if they tell you no and must say yes they are speaking a backwards language no one will ever forget in a free world. But as we see we are on the verge of a giant land grab or gold rush that could change our world, as we see in our deepest literary devices.