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“How is it?”
I heard a low voice.
The hologram was nowhere in sight.
In front of me were women in fishnet cheongsams. The fabric split below their waist, revealing their milky-white thighs.
The sounds of fluttering fabric, two women sat beside me.
“Should I pour you a glass? Or do you-“
“Please.”
I stopped her awkward Korean.
The woman skillfully filled a glass with ice and alcohol and handed it to me. ...
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