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"That core," Lin said, low.

She found the stall at the end of Gutter Row. The vendor was a jittery kid with oil-stained fingers, cradling a dented pink robotic cat. Its eyes flickered with a faint, intelligent light. yapoos market rpd33

The cat purred in her arms. It wasn't just a core. It was a witness. And in Yapoos Market RPD33, witnesses were either currency—or casualties. "That core," Lin said, low