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<p>This city ain't for the faint of heart. I grew up in these domes, stuck between the bone-cutting regolith and black Space. To get here, on the Moon, our parents gave up everything. Thing is, they had nothing on Earth either. Nothing to lose, they sold their futures, and ours, for a one-way shuttle trip to Paradise. Let's just say the name oversold the tickets and the promises. What they found here was indented serfdom, and three meals a week.Who am I you ask? Well, guess 'm just a dog, a corpo hunting dog, fetching people across rich folks' yards. I started this job for revenge... but nowadays? Well, a girl gotta pay for her daily intake, one way or another. So I kept going, damn the consequences.'M not doing so gold lately, need something to turn my luck 'round or I'll be slim enough to download... and that toaster-grade implant in my brain... well, I guess you'll know once you take a look at my logs. Somethin'aint right in Paradise... well, more than what I thought wasn't.</p>
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