If the British had Won.

One singular day a man played with time. The result left a wave that washed over the galaxies, crashing against the planets and their moons, and even devouring the American Revolution. Today on July 4th we celebrate our cantankerous worldwide British Empire with stiff upper lips and dry gin gimlets, but tomorrow we fight.

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