The Sacred Fire of Centre Street is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, remarkable for its smutty television, sprawling nuclear power plants, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, democratic, humorless population of 37.113 billion Centre Streetians are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The enormous, socially-minded, outspoken government prioritizes Education, although Social Policy, Environment, and Welfare are also considered important, while Spirituality and Defense receive no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Bedford. The average income tax rate is 98.8%.

The enormous but underdeveloped Centre Streetian economy, worth a remarkable 3,152 trillion nickels a year, is highly specialized and mostly made up of the Book Publishing industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Information Technology, and Basket Weaving. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 84,952 nickels, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Government bureaucrats review designs for birdhouses to ensure they do not block the views of neighbors, selling your granddad's clothes requires an incredible amount of paperwork, medical experts advise that those claiming to be medical experts are probably fraudsters, and sales of disinfectant wipes have skyrocketed. Crime is totally unknown. Centre Street's national animal is the cat, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Centre Street is ranked 8,862^nd in the world and 8^th in The Maritimes for Highest Foreign Aid Spending, scoring 1,956.74 on the Clooney Contribution Index.