Hundreds upon hundreds of children all crammed into a tiny little eating space. Fifty percent of these children don't eat anything at home, so the food tastes like heaven to them. The other fifty percent eat enough to know that the food is complete crap. About twelve percent of them are going to go home with food poisoning.

So, you're a disadvantaged teen, and you're aching to get some learnin' so that you can get somewhere in the world! This is NOT the place for you to do that. You won't find anything educational, here, because the government takes all of the books that ask questions off of the shelves. You want to get an effing education? Go talk to Android Bill about his library.

A lot of children don't even bother to come to school. Let's face it, they're too busy fighting for food, their lives, and whatever meager respect they can gain from knocking each other out on the streets. The few who do go to school probably sleep through half of it, and spend the other half of it cussing at the teachers and sitting on top of their desks, talking to one another.

Colonel Smith's is known for its excellent disciplinarians! Actually, that's a lie. The principal isn't even in her office, most of the time. She's in the very back of the library, smoking pot and praying to God that school'll be let out soon, so that she doesn't have to bother with all of the trash.