The Cleaner's Dividend
The rain in the Sector 4 slums didn't wash anything away; it just moved the grime from one alley to another. Elias sat in his hover-car, the neon signs of the "Neon Lotus" reflecting in his chrome-plated eyes. He was a Cleaner. His job was simple: make sure the transition was smooth. The "Sovereigns" had arrived six months ago. They didn't want our gold or our water; they wanted our orbital...
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