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6 viewsShe'd just edged one mirrored eye around the corner to report a single Volks module in frond of the Drome, red lights fliashing.They were sweeping Ralfi up.Asking questions.I was covered in scorched white fluff.
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2 viewsShe was wearing leather jeans the colour of dried blood.And I saw for the first time that the mirrored lenses were surgical inlays, the silver rising smoothly from her high cheekbones, sealing her eyes in their sockets, I saw my new face twinned there.'I'm Johnny,' I said.'We're taking Mr face with us.' He was outside, waiting.
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1 views"Look!" Kosmograd was above the coast of California now, clean shorelines, intensely green fields, vast decaying cities whose names rang with a strange magic.High above a fleece of stratocumulus floated five solar balloons, mirrored geodesic spheres tethered by power lines; they had been a cheaper substitute for a grandiose American plan to build solar-powered satellites.The things worked, Korolev supposed, because for the last decade he'd watched them multiply."And they say that people live in those things?" Systems Officer Stoiko had joined Grishkin at the viewport.
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1 views"Portobello Road's a couple blocks.I need some air." The mirrored lenses seemed to have no frames, no earpieces."Roger," Petal said, forking pink slices of bacon from a silver platter, "do you suppose Kumiko will be safe with our Sally?" "Safer than I'd be, given the mood she's in," Swain said."I'm afraid there isn't much here to amuse you," he said to Kumiko, leading her to the table, "but we'll try to make you as comfortable as possible and arrange for you to see a bit of the city.
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1 views"So she did herself and you're not okay.Feel guilty, right?" Kumiko looked up, into twin mirrors.Portobello was choked Shinjuku-tight with tourists.Sally Shears, after insisting Kumiko drink the orange squash, which had grown warm and flat, led her out into the packed street.
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1 viewsThe one who came was named Mamman Brigitte, or Grande Brigitte, and while some think her the wife of Baron Samedi, others name her "most ancient of the dead." The dream architecture of the Colony rose to Angie's left, a riot of form and ego.Frail-looking neon-embedded replicas of the Watts Towers lifted beside neo-Brutalist bunkers faced with bronze bas-reliefs.Walls of mirror, as she passed, reflected morning banks of Pacific cloud.There had been times, during the past three years, when she had felt as though she were about to cross, or recross, a line, a subtle border of faith, to find that her time with the loa had been a dream, or, at most, that they were contagious knots of cultural resonance remaining from the weeks she'd spent in Beauvoir 's New Jersey oumphor.
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0 views." He removed his glasses and polished them energetically with a crumpled tissue."I'll get your bags." When he had gone, Kumiko walked slowly around the massive black marble tub that dominated the center of the low, crowded room.The walls, angled sharply toward the ceiling, were faced with mottled gold mirror.A pair of small dormer windows flanked the largest bed she'd ever seen.
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1 views"So she did herself and you're not okay.Feel guilty, right?" Kumiko looked up, into twin mirrors.Portobello was choked Shinjuku-tight with tourists.Sally Shears, after insisting Kumiko drink the orange squash, which had grown warm and flat, led her out into the packed street.
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2 viewsBut," he said to Kumiko, "I trust you found your way safely to colorful Brixton." "Christ," Tick said, "aren't half a snot, are you?" "Forgive me," Colin said, grinning, "I'm meant to mirror the visitor's expectations." "What you are is some Jap designer's idea of an Englishman!" "There were Draculas," she said, "in the Underground.They took my purse.They wanted to take you..
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0 viewsIf you're as bored as I am, you feel like a walk." As Kumiko stared, her hand came up to touch the glasses, as though she were about to remove them."Portobello Road's a couple blocks.I need some air." The mirrored lenses seemed to have no frames, no earpieces."Roger," Petal said, forking pink slices of bacon from a silver platter, "do you suppose Kumiko will be safe with our Sally?" "Safer than I'd be, given the mood she's in," Swain said.
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0 viewsIt didn't make her jump, now, Angie's face in the mirror.The teeth were nice; the teeth you'd wanna keep anyway.She wasn't sure about the rest, not yet.Maybe she should just get up now, get her clothes on, head for the door.
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0 views"Wasn't aware we'd met," Tick said."Needn't worry," Colin said."It wasn't formal.But," he said to Kumiko, "I trust you found your way safely to colorful Brixton." "Christ," Tick said, "aren't half a snot, are you?" "Forgive me," Colin said, grinning, "I'm meant to mirror the visitor's expectations." "What you are is some Jap designer's idea of an Englishman!" "There were Draculas," she said, "in the Underground.
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