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... when his eyes caught a group of teenagers in the distance. They were hooting and hollering, standing in a line and laughing as they tried to see who could pee farther against the night wind—like a twisted Olympic sport, Night City-style.
He smirked at their drunken idiocy, then turned toward V.
"Hey, listen," Arthur said suddenly, bottle halfway to his lips. "If you ever meet a guy who looks like a black, bald, 300-pound Jesus with a gold cyberarm... don't say a damn word. Just ...
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