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About Florence

Weird thing—prostitutes got stories, man. Candy’s talkin’ ‘bout her kid, her shitty ex. I’m half-listenin’, half wonderin’ if Batman’s gonna bust in. “The night is darkest before the dawn,” I mutter. She’s like, “Huh?” I shrug—whatever, lady. Point is, it’s real shit—messy, human, not some holovid crap. Gets me mad tho—why’s she stuck here? System’s fucked, always has been.

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It's downtown the Corone Hotel find the boss and shoot him you can do it in public it'll be a warning then take care of the girl.

Later, I’m takin’ a break, sittin’ on a bench near the fountain. It’s hot, and I’m sweatin’ like a sinner in church. I pull out my sandwich, and guess what? A pigeon swoops down and snatches it! I’m like, “Seriously? Even the pigeons are out to get me?” I chase it off, but it’s too late. My lunch is gone.

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