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Excerpt

Manifest Predation

 

President Maximus N. Munchhausen sat behind the Resolute Desk, staring at a map that spanned the entire Western Hemisphere. Red lines crisscrossed borders, highlighting strategic choke points and economic hubs. He tapped a thick finger against the areas marked for "integration": Beaverland to the north, Glaciera beyond it, the Shamama Canal to the south, and the Rift Region overseas. The so-called "Diplomatic Strategy for Annexation," or D.S.A. for short, was well underway, but time was of the essence.

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"We've spent too long playing fair," Munchhausen muttered. "It's time to stop pretending. We do not negotiate. We acquire."

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