We're lost but we DON'T KNOW

I'd think that we are all living in a lost place that looked real and smelled real.
Our struggle is real.

'Some people like to trade whatever bits they have found of other things of value.
Sometimes they're of no value at all but it's become a bit of a sport now.
Money has no value- all we need is found readily on the streets- So,
there is no need to work for pay to provide for ourselves.
There is, however, a requirement to work to help a village, age, health, and other personal reasons permitting. Our occupations are more of a community service rather than for self-gain.'

This is the world i've been longing for. Will it be real one day?

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