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... ate this month?"
Midnight. Walking down the streets was a middle-aged man with tanned skin and a neo-green mohawk. He growled as he dragged himself down the dirty roads checking his balance multiple times on his broken-screen smartphone.
"Money is always short," he sighed, pocketing his phone and staring at the cheap low-quality beer cans he had in his hands. "Still can’t get used to this tasteless beer... even beggars don’t drink this shit."
As he made his way to his hou ...
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