A wasteland of capitalist decay. Faded logos, broken signs, empty stores. Everything once for sale, now abandoned. Yet, the market never dies. It lingers, selling survival itself. You’ve walked these streets before, driven these roads. Nothing changes, yet you’re still here. Trapped in a world that refuses to end, because profit always finds a way.
A wasteland of capitalist decay. Faded logos, broken signs, empty stores. Everything once for sale, now abandoned. Yet, the market never dies. It lingers, selling survival itself. You’ve walked these streets before, driven these roads. Nothing changes, yet you’re still here. Trapped in a world that refuses to end, because profit always finds a way.
