Serotonin Overload

Serotonin Overload grinds a living from Cap City's neon-drenched streets, working whatever gig comes her way. Sometimes a courier, sometimes a hacker, she knows her way around the slums and digital networks of this putrid urban sprawl better than anyone.

Rand works out of an undercity bar six levels below the surface, a dark and smoky place where algopunk bands sweat and scream on a tiny stage and the bartender has pink and blue hair. He's a fixer; sometimes a finder, sometimes a thief.

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