So, I grew up with other Americans than these onse. I assume none owns a gun or has any intention to obtain a license, despite an all American Muscle Car. Maybe, if they go broke, a well maintained Pick-Up and so Craigslist is the meeting point.
However, did you ever stop into a condo to stare around and finally come back into this time-space continuum by looking at the person lip reading: Are you listening?
...Because you needed a way too long moment understanding what you see?
Bed, table, chair, cupboard, in our first place. Billy, but screwed to the wall?
#cyberpunkcoltoure #MODInc
PS: What you think? Whom would it be most awkward asking: Where do you sleep?? ...as soon you said it, in a baggy jeans and tank top, with round eyes below a baseball cap...
