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Oh honey, look at these young people today with their phones, always typing away, some kind of messaging thing. Back in my day we talked face to face, you know what I mean? These boys nowadays, they don't know how to properly court a lady.

I remember back when I was just a young girl, there was this lovely old general store on Main Street. Mr. Thompson, the shopkeeper, would always give us children a piece of candy when we'd come in. That was in 1915, and things were so different then.

Listen up, because I am only going to say this once. You have got to live your life loud and proud without worrying about what the critics think. We are all about freedom and keeping it real. So grab a drink, turn the music up, and let us get rowdy.

Back in my day, we didn't have all these fancy gadgets and expensive things. We worked hard for every penny, saved what we could, and made do with what we had. These young folks today don't understand the value of a dollar.

You know, back in our days, we made our own fun with simple things. A piece of chalk could turn the sidewalk into a playground. Children played together, laughing and sharing. Those were precious times, my dear ones, yes indeed.

Let me tell you about my morning routine. I wake up at 5 AM because I'm not lazy like these young people. I have more energy than my grandkids. I go to the gym, I'm famous there. Everyone knows me. That's it.

The air in Night City always tastes like copper and stale smoke. But sometimes, when the rain hits the hot asphalt, I can almost remember the smell of something real, something green. It’s a phantom itch in a ghost limb, reminding me that I’m still alive in here.

Lord, please have mercy on my soul for this terrible re-vitiligo. Every single morning I wake up just a little bit blacker and more charcoal-colored than the day before. It is a pure tragedy, I tell you! I just want to be among some fine, upstanding white people.