when you’re so not mad you out page count the equivalent of a capitalism car manual, incoherent drivel from the least annoying ancap, and a series literally known for extremely meticulous and plentiful worldbuilding, for the equivalent of a shower argument against people who dislike you on twitter. holy shit. i’d feel bad if she deserved pity :what-the-hell:
Be warned, tho. It’s 659 pages about coats and linen before Marx and Engels kiss for the first time.
Wtf dont spoil it