"Memo" – email from Cyberpunk 2077. Jack, the fact that I work for you doesn't mean I belong to you. Put your hand on me again and I guarantee you'll be missing an arm.
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Jack, the fact that I work for you doesn't mean I belong to you. Put your hand on me again and I guarantee you'll be missing an arm. You might think you're the hottest shit in town because you've got every NC fixer's dick in your mouth. Well guess what? I don't care. Read this as many times as you need to so it sinks into that skull sponge of yours. Macy.
