The Republic of Vereaura is a huge, genial nation, ruled by Fris with an even hand, and notable for its museums and concert halls, anti-smoking policies, and public floggings. The compassionate population of 840 million verese have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Industry, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Two crescent city. The average income tax rate is 52.4%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Vereauran economy, worth 102 trillion cowries a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Retail, and Soda Sales. Average income is an impressive 122,607 cowries, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.4 times as much as the poorest.

Party affiliation is just as irrelevant as campaign promises, couples kissing on the street are detained for 'unlawful exchange of genetic material', convicted murderers are free to walk the streets provided they attend rehabilitation classes, and corporate lobbying has been outlawed. Crime is totally unknown. Vereaura's national animal is the great tit, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Vereaura is ranked 52,954^th in the world and 3^rd in The Real Christmas for Nudest, with 206 cheeks per square mile.