11-05-2021, 05:13:46 AM
Corporations basically own your souls, honestly. There's little things that bind in Helium City. Specks of hope, like glowing lights with loud music, and those wildflowers that somehow grow 50 stories up on the decks. But the fucking corps always come first, unfortunately. You gotta do what they say if you wanna get paid enough to live...unless you find someone with enough balls to punch a hole for themselves by force.