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The typical far-future world is dark and nasty. The citizens are too busy looking out for Number One (and I don’t mean the Commander, here) to give a rat's ass about you. Don't think that there are no good times, though. Make a solid run and live like a king for a week at the nearest Pleasure Planet -- or perhaps you prefer shopping at one of the many intergalactic "Guns 'O Rama" malls. Just don't ever forget that anyone and everyone are looking for the illusive galactic credits -- and you are a walking bag of body parts for the Body Bank that just might pay next month's rent. 
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