Jim lives in the shadow of Copse, the greatest utopia ever built. Specifically, he lives in the junkyard underneath.
It's a dog-eat-junk world, and the only way to get out is to make it into Copse. The only thing between here and there is about a five hundred foot, 90 degree angle climb.
Oh, and immigration. That too.
So, after hearing Copse's greatest Prophet died after seeing a vision of a cataclysmic future, Jim has a great idea.
Step one, pose as a Prophet.
Step two, get into Copse.
Step three?
Profit.
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