𝖈~ 𝖘u𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖒ᴀ͓ɴ͚ᴜ̴ꜰ͟ᴀ̴ᴄ̸ᴛᴜʀ͍ɪɴɢ ᴘ͙ʟᴀ͓ɴ̷ᴛ #15

high above the factory floor, the old men in the leather chairs twisted the gears of the world not with tools, but with dividends, shelters, and a smirk