If planting bombs net enough, what can you do? You become bomb.

Now, as that ol' Greek dawg says, life's a banquet - so don't go thirsty, but don't get drunk, either.

Work for yourself, live for yourself. That's the only way.

The boys have prepared everything and found me a lamb. Blood will course through the fiberoptics, swirling and blending with the digital, opening the gates of the abyss. Death within arm's reach, the metallic taste of his scythe on my tongue, I will tug at the tangled cables of Fate. A hard reset, a blue screen, a brain reformatted... I'm ready. Luck be with me.

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