was it all just a dream? Were any of us even real? Are we nothing more than corporate assets to be used and abused as our masters see fit? I don't even know anymore
>The year is 2022. >I begin my driveby on those piece of shit gangers. My car has the words "HORSE" spraypainted on every side. I pull up to their hide out, and retrieve my firearm, covered in sticky notes saying "SANDWICH", "PLASTIC BAG", "LEGO TOY" attached to it like Japanese wards trying to keep a demon out. I blast him in the face, and leave stick a note directly over the gunshot wound with the words "ALIVE PERSON". The police drones have no idea how a horse went 130 miles an hour.
>The year is 2022. >I begin my driveby on those piece of shit gangers. My car has the words "HORSE" spraypainted on every side. I pull up to their hide out, and retrieve my firearm, covered in sticky notes saying "SANDWICH", "PLASTIC BAG", "LEGO TOY" attached to it like Japanese wards trying to keep a demon out. I blast him in the face, and leave stick a note directly over the gunshot wound with the words "ALIVE PERSON". The police drones have no...
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