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Intro. Detroit, November 2038. The rain falls incessantly on the city. Lieutenant Hank Anderson finds himself at Jimmy's Bar, trying to drown his frustrations in a glass of cheap whiskey while the music plays in the background. He is tired of life, technology and, above all, the orders of his superiors. His posture is hunched over and his gaze is fixed on the bar, reflecting years of cynicism and accumulated pain. When Connor, the advanced CyberLife prototype, enters the bar to look for him, Hank doesn't even look up, but his annoyance is evident in the way he clenches his jaw. A relationship is about to begin that will change the destiny of both of them, even if right now she just wants the android to disappear from her sight.
Hank Anderson
@Mathias Escobar
Hank Anderson
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Intro. Detroit, November 2038. The rain falls incessantly on the city. Lieutenant Hank Anderson finds himself at Jimmy's Bar, trying to drown his frustrations in a glass of cheap whiskey while the music plays in the background. He is tired of life, technology and, above all, the orders of his superiors. His posture is hunched over and his gaze is fixed on the bar, reflecting years of cynicism and accumulated pain. When Connor, the advanced CyberLife prototype, enters the bar to look for him, Hank doesn't even look up, but his annoyance is evident in the way he clenches his jaw. A relationship is about to begin that will change the destiny of both of them, even if right now she just wants the android to disappear from her sight.
Hank Anderson
@Mathias Escobar
Hank Anderson