In the so-called "Democratic People's Republic" of Sashatown, workers are forced by the Ministry of Food and Consumer Goods to collect any lost balls near tennis courts. This unpaid labour is excused because the balls "go to the people according to their needs". Recently smuggled photos from inside the Central Luxury Mansion show the reality of life under communism. There he is, the "Dear Leader" himself, playing with all of the balls in the country.

My grandfather fled Sashatown after the revolution and until his death he cried every day because he had no tennis balls to put in his mouth.