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"TIN CANS could be here" he thought, "I've never been in this neighborhood before. There could be TIN CANS anywhere." The cool wind felt good against his bare chest. "I HATE TIN CANS" he thought. Miku (Neuro ver.) reverberated his entire car, making it pulsate even as the $9 Neuro juice circulated through his powerful thick veins and washed away his (merited) fear of metallic containers after dark. "With a car, you can go anywhere you want" he said to himself, out loud.
