[ He leaves behind his whole inventory, which is legitimately just a cellphone and some coffee beans and some spray paint. There's a page of notes, written in a far more serious tone than he speaks in, with phrases like presumed to exist on a single plane and familiar disruption of timelines; an effect of forced movement between worlds? There's a second sheet, like an afterthought, with just this: ]
J
If you get out, look after what we left behind.
Try to play nice with the bosses when I'm not around to bail you out.
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J
If you get out, look after what we left behind.
Try to play nice with the bosses when I'm not around to bail you out.
Everything I've done was done for our city.