This is the monger lifestyle. Not the kingpin. Not the corpo-ladder climber. You're the middleman of bad ideas. You trade in vices that haven't been coded yet. A whispered location for a black-market dream. A favor for a memory wipe that leaves scars instead of blank space.
But the song comes on. A broken bassline from a stolen club rig. And for three minutes and seventeen seconds, you forget you're a product. Whoremonger NTE -Act 3 - Part 1 - Beta- By Turn...
The lifestyle isn't yours—it's a trial version. The entertainment isn't escape—it's a stress test. Every laugh, every bruise, every fleeting touch in a strobe-lit corner? Data . Being collected. Being sold. This is the monger lifestyle