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Although victory had been achieved and the election had formally ended, campaigning never really stopped. The raising and spending of funds was a constant process for any major political party, especially one in government (and that wanted to stay there). President Bassong, even with serious political and security issues to tackle, was not too busy running the country for a sizable side-helping of politicking. He had become fond of giving speeches directly from the steps of the Presidential Residence in Kamidye, speaking to the people of the capital in person and making himself an oft scene figure of daily life. President Bassong took great pains to make himself seem an ordinary Samgolan, and one who cared about the people over whom he ruled. He visited restaurants and meeting halls, mingled among crowds and talked with supporters and detractors each day. His intent on making himself a tangible figure to the public was so strong as to make his security detail worried, but Samuel did not seem at all phased at being with the people himself. He hoped that conducting himself in this way—seeming serious and respectful without being too pretentious to talk to ordinary people—would endear him to the residents of the city. Time would tell if it would work.

There were, of course, other advantages to this public presence as well. Making so much time available for talking to the people also left plenty of time for talking to donors and attending functions. As often as the president could be seen in a button-up shirt with rolled up sleeves, talking to a crowd of voters in the daylight sun, he could also be seen in a suit and tie at a formal event, accepting donations from his more enthusiastic and wealthier voters. He had been spending much time with his finance, as well—Divina Kazadi, the woman whom Bassong's enterprising fashion model of a sister had set him up with during the electoral campaign. Samuel had proposed after the election was won, and the plan was for the wedding to be a public affair, the kind of celebrity event that would make Bassong a Samgolan public figure for reasons other than his politics and authority. The D.A.R.'s plan was for their leader to bridge the gap between celebrity and politician, to became a media personality even outside of the political arena. All of the public exposure would stress most men, but Samuel seemed to be enjoying himself. He graved applause and adulation, the kind of the physical, tangible display of support for his authority that helped him to realize the degree of the success of his ambitions. Whatever happened to Samgola, he promised himself each night, no matter how any issue of importance went, he had to make it work for him. He had to keep his hold on power, and grow and grow his persona and his brand ever onward. Samuel Bassong was President of Samgola, and he had no intention of ever losing.
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[b]Give Speech:[/b] Kamidye. Urbanization & Industrialization. [i](-1 Action, -$70,000)[/i]
[b]Fundraise:[/b] Kamidye. [i](-1 Action)[/i]

[b]Actions Left:[/b] 2/4.
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