"Anyway, if we're going to starve to death sooner or later, might as well take the gamble!"
The words were crude, but the reasoning wasn't...
Food prices in the market kept soaring. The grain merchants, working in collusion with the drug traffickers, controlled the supply of corn, rice, and other staples. Even as soldiers, their monthly salary wasn't enough to afford a full ration to fill their stomachs. And that's not even counting taxes...
Things like the child tax...
For families with more than two children, the third one meant paying taxes.
Also the unmarried tax—anyone over the age of 18 who wasn't married had to pay as well.
Since the Southern drug traffickers came to power, taxes had become a mess, their names absurd, and life was worse than that of a dog.
To the point many began to wander, and in many big cities...
Homeless people have long flooded the streets and alleys.
What the hell do drug traffickers know about running a country?
