I’ve been playing Cyberpunk so much that V and I are starting to become one. Luckily, Johnny hasn’t devoured my mind yet. I hope it stays that way. I have a hard time dealing with him. The way he pops up out of nowhere, interfering with my daily life and judging everything around him, including me. Still, from time to time, I feel sorry for him and I want to help. Even if, let’s be honest, it’s mostly to save myself.
These past few days, I’ve been riding my bike a lot. I even bought a new one in tribute to a famous Japanese rascal. From the streets of Night City to the vast Badlands, and even into the chaotic district of Dogtown, where I’ve somehow managed to find my place, here are a few snapshots taken along the way.
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Showing off with my ride
Freshly arrived in Dogtown, already acting like I own the place
Kaneda tribute on my brand new Yaiba Kusanagi CT-3X
We don’t need no water, let the motherfucker burn
A red spot lost in the grey world
One misstep away…
