[That's somewhere in the middle. Is it the place with the corn? Hmm. At least it's Earth.]
I'm from Tokyo. It's got, [fuck,] a lot.
[How do you even elaborate on that. Erika's mind is a log jam of disparate things trying to be said and she's glaring at the counter like that'll unjam it.]
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I'm from Tokyo. It's got, [fuck,] a lot.
[How do you even elaborate on that. Erika's mind is a log jam of disparate things trying to be said and she's glaring at the counter like that'll unjam it.]