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Cartography's Clash

In the land of the free, the maps redraw, Lines of power, a silent war. Fierce as the winter's icy gnaw, Contenders brace on politics' shore. Forth comes the dance of districts anew, Each stroke a destiny's looming path. In the heart of the Badger, strong and true, A new chapter begins, in aftermath.

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Cartography's Clash