2012 09 16

Sun Sep 16 2072

The next night, Blue, White and Blacke settle down at a table in the Fairfax sprawl. The dim bulb overhead flickers, but the rolling blackouts won't be hitting this cluster in the sprawl tonight. A cigarette dangles from Blacke's lips as he explains the layout. "Security is positioned here. Patrols are supposed to be random, at least four an hour… but these guys are overtime patrol cops, so they're doing it once every half or so. Going through the motions and relying on the buildings security…"

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