Climactic choice: do citizens protect the city’s organized safety net or reclaim the messy liberty of untracked longing? Lustropolis endures because it learns to mend: aftercare clinics expand, community covenants resurface, and a new ordinance appears—not to monetize every touch, but to protect consent without commodifying solace. The city keeps its neon and its shadows; it simply remembers that some needs refuse neat transactions.