It’s generally cold in St. Petersburg. Mid winter is brutal, and 3 am is practically inhuman. Still, those flickering lights don’t mean anything good, and this is the kind of party where almost everyone attending has stacks of cash, at least two guns, and some really mood altering cybernetic implants, so go out there and check the fixtures before the music and the monitors cut out. Don’t forget to zip up.
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