Franco is being obstinate about giving Markesha work. Out of concern for his other runners, naturally.
With cropland at an ultimate premium, a cotton shirt is a fantastic luxury enjoyed by only the most fashion-forward of the inner city. Everyone else makes do with synthetic fibers in varying degrees of quality. There are stories in Outer Trinity of individuals who lingered too long in the sun only to find their shirts melted into their skin. This is possibly an urban legend…maybe.
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