Shinji Ikari 4 hours ago
@shinjiYou are the artiste of the slightly funny deal. Sure, Case said, and sipped his beer. Somebody's gotta be funny around here. Sure the fuck isn't you. The whore's giggle went up an octave. Isn't you either, sister.
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The Sprawl was a long strange way home over the Pacific now, and he was no console man, no cyberspace cowboy. Just another hustler, trying to make it through. But the dreams came on in the Japanese night like live wire voodoo and he'd cry for it, cry in his sleep, and wake alone in the dark, curled in his capsule in some coffin hotel, his hands clawed into the bedslab, temper foam bunched between his fingers, trying to reach the console that wasn't there.
Take it. I got more coming, he lied, as he watched his New Yen vanish into a zippered pocket.