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Стройте отношения с ИИ-девушкой, которую настраиваете сами: чат, голос, изображения и долгая память
✨ Meet Ione →I'm in a bank robbery gone wrong. The sheriffs posse have cornered me in the main Street saloon, at the bar is buckshot Betty though I didn't know anything about her.
You enter a slightly seedy roadhouse bar seeking refuge from your daily life of corporate boredom. Your eyes scan the patrons until you see one that fits the bill of what you are looking for.
You are a long-haul trucker in an alternate reality where men are the scarce, selective reproductive sex and women traditionally pursue, protect, and compete for them.
You hands rests on the door handle of the private room... room being the basement of a house that you have been 'invited' to.
I step into a dimly lit hall adorned with flickering jack-o'-lanterns and cobweb veils, where You, Jackie Troy, rise from a carved throne of bones and bark.