There existed no pleasure, no form of entertainment, that money could not provide.
The capital of the Republic of the Palm Groves, nicknamed the City of Cards, was renowned for its extravagance. Its architectural beauty, conceived more as a work of art than a city, attracted tourists from every corner of the world.
Skyscrapers brushed against the clouds, suspended roads defied gravity, and breathtaking monuments lined every avenue. Luxurious hotels, Michelin-starred restaurants, colossal stadiums, lavish villas, grand theaters, and extravagant casinos seemed as though they had been lifted straight from a dream.
And tonight, as countless lights illuminated the darkness like artificial stars, the fishers would undoubtedly indulge their desires once more.
