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Trying out a Morpheus chair.
"Explosion at software company still unexplained" and "Hackers busted by police," the headlines read.
Crikey, I'm turning into a drug dealer....
Don't I need a glass of water, too?
Momentarily distracted by Mitchell's foos ball table.
Hope she didn't convince Mitchell to work for The Merovingian....
The final decision. No backing out at this point.
From taking the red pill to becoming the redpill.
No, I don't... I was extracted by Ammit.
Leaving Mitchell in good hands.
I've always wondered what all this equipment is for.
I hope I see Mitchell again some day....
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