A B.O.P.O Executive anxiously sits at his large desk, a sprawling view of the city visible outside his window at the Bureau of Peasant Oppressors headquarters. Drawing a heavy breath, he taps his fingers on the desk, the sweat stains of a toiling peasant craftsman still visible on the wood, waiting for word regarding the P.U.P raid.
No peasant shall go unoppressed in this city.