Lost so small amid that dark hands grown cold body image fading down corridors of television sky.
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All the speed he took all the turns hed taken and the corners hed cut in Night City and still hed see the matrix in his sleep bright lattices of logic unfolding across that colorless void...
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The future is there Cayce hears herself say looking back at us. Trying to make sense of the fiction we will have become. And from where they are the past behind us will look nothing at all like the past we imagine behind us now.
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