"But do you guys know, I actually resent some media people on the EU network who have to mock Night City every day, highlighting how righteous the EU laws are and how good life is here."
Elliot spat: "Do I not know if life is good or not? I live in the cheapest housing, use the crappiest prosthetics, and systems that are several generations outdated, just to avoid being in debt.
And now, with one fine, I have to stay like this for a year to pay it off!
And those EU officials... tsk."
The elevator kept descending, and a sleek floating car glided by in the air, looking somewhat out of place in this intensely industrialized city.
Like the two rich and handsome network supervisors striding breezily into a cramped and rundown workers' dormitory, it appeared just as incongruous.
"Those EU civil servants who come to 'gain experience' just sit in floating cars every day, eating, drinking, chatting, all while watching us work our asses off."
