Mavian stepped out of the small diner, his breath fogging up in the cold air. The rain was coming down in sheets, pounding the pavement and turning the bustling city into a slick, neon-lit labyrinth. Monorails whizzed by overhead, their shuttle-like pods trailing glowing streaks as they rocketed through the city. The streets were packed with self-drivin…
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