The Mysterious World of Cyberpunk

Henry looked up at the sky. The gloomy sky was very low, but it wasn't going to rain. This situation had been going on for hundreds of years, but the factory didn't stop at all because the consortium didn't care.
He walked up the brick steps to the roof, sat on the eaves with a diary in his arms, and looked at the tall buildings in the distance.
Huge projections danced in these buildings. Some of the women in the projections were charming, while others were innocent and lovely. There was no trace of them being bionic people.
There are some black and white dots flying between the buildings. They are aircraft that rarely appear in slum areas, but are very common in wealthy areas.
Even if he has never been there, Henry can imagine the luxurious scene there, the most sophisticated body modification, convenient and fast life, orderly and clean streets, and all kinds of delicious food he has never tasted before.
These are all extravagant hopes for him. Poor people like them can't even guarantee enough food, let alone delicious food. They can only work hard every day or rob others to barely fill their stomachs...

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