Placeholder: [Kupka] Driven by an unexplained urge, Dorothy followed her instincts, venturing outside the city limits and into the desolate desert that surrounded it. The barren landscape stretched as far as the eye could see, a stark contrast to the neon-lit concrete jungle she called home. The cyberpunk world seemed distant here, replaced by the vastness of nature. [Kupka] Driven by an unexplained urge, Dorothy followed her instincts, venturing outside the city limits and into the desolate desert that surrounded it. The barren landscape stretched as far as the eye could see, a stark contrast to the neon-lit concrete jungle she called home. The cyberpunk world seemed distant here, replaced by the vastness of nature.

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[Kupka] Driven by an unexplained urge, Dorothy followed her instincts, venturing outside the city limits and into the desolate desert that surrounded it. The barren landscape stretched as far as the eye could see, a stark contrast to the neon-lit concrete jungle she called home. The cyberpunk world seemed distant here, replaced by the vastness of nature.

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