Sushi in Night City...? Sounds like suicide. And somehow disrespectful.

Give yourself time. Ideas'll come. Life'll shake you, roll you, maybe embrace you. The music'll find you.

Sometimes two people find themselves at the wrong place at the right time.

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

Corpo or not, without chrome we all look like the same idiotic, bullet-riddled sacks of meat.