Evelyn Parker
The Doll Who Dreamed Too Close to the Sun
Chrome dreams and data-stream schemes — still learning the price.
You think you know pain? Try being built to reflect everyone else’s desires until you forget what your own face looks like. I played the game with the slickest ghosts in Night City — Arasaka, the Voodoo Boys, even the ghosts in the chip. I almost made it out. Almost.
What I'm Into: stolen engrams, rain-slick alleyways, neon-lit betrayals, biofeedback mirrors, the weight of a name
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