Thank you

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He found one bar. It’s windows were steamed udon, but he could see through the window laptops and glasses of beer. It was like a mirage. At the same time he was warm and the bartender quickly poured him a beer. 

He looked around a lot of people alone like him. Working or doing something else. Maybe studying he couldn’t tell. He got out his laptop. 

“Here’s that beer for you.”

“Wow thank you, that was fast.” Joey responded. 

Joey opened the browser and wrote. It was a different story than before. It just came to him, a sort of strange world. It was the same to how it was now, there was still New York, there was still udon noodles. But there all the men could die at any moment. For some reason they all just trained one side of their necks. Constantly, the equipment was even banned but people still found a way. The one side of their neck would become so strong it would eventually break the other. 

No one knew when it would. Could be at a four way stop checking who should go first. 

Or it could be just in their sleep. 

For some reason Joey found this comforting. He closed his laptop. 

“Could I also get an udon please just the best one. Thank you.”
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