The Borderlands of N64032 is a colossal, safe nation, remarkable for its rum-swilling pirates, pith helmet sales, and parental licensing program. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless, devout population of 6.041 billion N64032ians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The large, corrupt, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Industry. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 81.7%.

The frighteningly efficient N64032ian economy, worth 756 trillion nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnns a year, is fairly diversified and dominated by the Retail industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Woodchip Exports, and Automobile Manufacturing. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 125,271 nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnns, with the richest citizens earning 9.1 times as much as the poorest.

Adverts proclaim it has to be healthy if the Mornay uses hand-grated Gallopavian Gruyère, theft is considered to be okay if the crime happened a long time ago, the country behaves just like a group of independent provinces all stacked up under a trench coat, and libraries are replacing history books and classic novels with technical manuals and trades directories to match the nation's changing demands. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. N64032's national animal is the nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

N64032 is ranked 285,786^th in the world and 10,950^th in Balder for Most Beautiful Environments, with 3.96 pounds of wildlife per square mile.