Degree in the kit

I keep the Magic Research papers next to the music notebook because somebody once laughed at both in the same sentence. The McJob taught locks. The degree taught stop-power and how to write a method that holds under pressure. Night City still shrugs. I still have citations.

I Have Citations is the flex cut. Not a Novelty Act is the refusal. Route School is employment history — pillows and monitors — not a thief resume.

Drop the MP3s when you have them. The album title is already Wings and Warrants. The story is already done being cute about it.