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... the darkening sky, casting a strange and unsettling atmosphere.

Not exactly a place I wanted to go—but for pizza, I had no choice but to head inside.

The plant’s perimeter was more heavily guarded than I expected.

The Low-Tech Street gang had stationed guards at every door and window.

“Definitely unusual...”

Even at a glance, the Low-Tech Street guys looked peculiar.

The first thing that stood out were the weapons they held.

Mechanical fir ...

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