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A girl with shock-pink hair and heavy headphones sat cross-legged on a plastic crate. This was Fabienne. She wasn't looking at the camera; she was looking at a wall of analog monitors. Each screen showed a different city, a different street corner.
A girl with shock-pink hair and heavy headphones sat cross-legged on a plastic crate. This was Fabienne. She wasn't looking at the camera; she was looking at a wall of analog monitors. Each screen showed a different city, a different street corner.