Neon City never slept. Its alleys buzzed with neon signs and the hum of hovercars skimming above the cracked concrete. Rain painted everything in reflection—colors bleeding into puddles like melted jellybeans. And somewhere between the pizza parlors and pawn shops, Max Volt, the city’s fastest delivery guy, zipped down 10th Street on his turbo bike.
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