“Now spring awakes, and winter dies
The dead stay dead, the living rise
‘Cos if your breath and pulse ain’t gone
You stagger up and carry on.”
War rages over decades, but it’s business as usual for Mother Courage. She roams the grid from one army camp to another, her ragtag offspring in tow. Boots, beer, drugs, guns – anything a soldier desires can be bought off the back of MC’s cart.
She’s determined to turn conflict into capital. But what will it cost her?
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