The deep whining shriek of the guitar rang out, jangling through the concrete walls like a banshee's screech, rising with the crescendo of the crowd's screaming, and—
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"Money's money... can't fuck around with it."
The two groupies lounging on the side of a broken backup stage panel each took another hit of whatever they were smoking as they discussed money and how they wanted more of it. They wouldn't do anything to actually get more money, though, he knew. Someday they'd be crawling through the streets, barely alive because they sold their 'ganic organs for dope money.
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Cyberpunk 2077: V
FanfictionA Nomad abandoned by her own clan, V vows to forge her own path in life by leaving everything behind and seeking new beginnings in the glittering Night City. At first she thrives on the friendship and support of her friend and brother, Jackie; but a...
