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[ She's sitting on a couch in the villa, resting her elbow on her good leg pulled up near her chest. Don't mind the healing skin on her knuckles or bruises on her arms. ]
That ain't how it works here. The System's never paid us, unless ya count gettin' a free apartment when ya first show up. An' they just send folks home or bring' 'em right back as they please. Ain't no rhyme or reason to it.
[ She pauses and lifts her hand from her chin enough to give a little wave. ] Hello.