neon-drenched alleyway, a haggard-looking woman with cybernetic enhancements sits cross-legged on the cracked pavement, her eyes glowing faintly as she interfaces directly into an ancient, rusted terminal. She types out an encrypted message in binary code, sending it to an unknown destination while ignoring the squalor and danger that surround her, jeans,
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