[Johnny: In the end, that brat from Foxstone squeezed into Berlin's Sky Garden, into the eyes of the bigwigs of the European Union, into... the upper class.]
[Johnny: All around him were plants and animals he had never seen, and the air was so sweet... You ask me how sweet? The market price is 50 Euros per breath.]
Pure air is indeed valuable in this world, but whether it's worth 50 Euros is debatable. It's largely Johnny exaggerating.
Johnny once asked Lille: This world does seem to be getting better, even making people feel like it has already won...
If all of Europe is intimidated by this increasingly intense labor movement, and some real changes happen: like laws truly ensuring workers' wages, working hours, and basic health being implemented and optimized, then what comes next?
Workers aren't fools; they fight for respect. If the companies truly give them respect, if the European Union truly takes them seriously, why would they still protest?
