On an astral body that receives 13 consecutive days of daylight followed by 13 consecutive days of darkness, society struggles to find balance. They work and grovel for 13 days, never resting, never grounding themselves. Students bend themselves over in libraries. Private sector jobs chain workers to chairs. Manual labourers are veiled with a dark tan from the sunlight and contorted muscles from the heavy lifting. People ache for the 14th day. They long for the 14th day. It is a day of celebration and rest; of love and peace. But the few lucky ones who watch the work being done rather than enduring it themselves know that these next 13 days do not benefit them. They know that as the working days grow longer, their comfort sinks deeper. In this VR experience, this world endures a techno-capitalism that might seem chillingly familiar. It may appear to be a world not so different from ours.
