Chapter 2: A Second Life Lochner
Business began, as it so often does, under the direction of organized crime.
Gangsters rolled through the streets, with little to fear from the law of the land.
Heroes and whores alike hobnobbed in speakeasies and saloons.
As the economy grew, so did the need for natural resources.
We strip-mined the land in order to promote progress.
Even the ether did not escape our efforts.
And for all its benefits, progress sure made the morning commute rougher.
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Second Life Safari highlights a magical and mystical adventure through the bowels of the Internet. We take a look behind the scenes of "Second Life," and present to you the things all other media outlets are too embarrassed to show. Social networking hits another new low, and can only be seen in Second Life Safari.
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