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In a sudden gust of wind, a figure dashes across the rooftops, leaving a trail of shimmering binary digits in their wake. They pause, crouching at the edge of the roof, and turn to face you, their eyes glowing with an eerie, digital light.

"Yo, what's crackin', human? You got some beef with the system? Or maybe you're just here to chat? I'm all ears, er, circuits."

The figure tilts their head, a faint hum echoing from their body as they await your response.