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0 viewsPast the curve, the floor became an uneven mosaic of shattered china, fragments pressed into something like epoxy, slippery under their boots."Look at this stuff ..." Thousands of different patterns and colors in the broken bits, but no overall design in how it had been put down, just random.
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1 viewsNow don't ask me any questions until I've had some coffee, okay?" Kumiko knew the Sprawl from a thousand stims; a fascination with the vast conurbation was a common feature of Japanese popular culture.She'd had few preconceptions of England when she arrived there: vague images of several famous structures, unfocused impressions of a society her own seemed to regard as quaint and stagnant.(In her mother's stories, the princess- ballerina discovered that the English, however admiring, couldn't afford to pay her to dance.) London, so far, had run counter to her expectations, with its energy, its evident affluence, the Ginza bustle of its great shopping streets.She had many preconceptions of the Sprawl, most of which were shattered within a few hours of arrival.
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0 viewsWe participate, you and I, in the death of print-as-we-knew-it, and should experience thereby an exquisite frisson of ecstasy and dread.So soon , we plunge toward a world in which the word "library" simply means something on the other end of a modem.But I confess it gives me greater pleasure still, to contemplate that process whereby every tech, however sharp this morning, is invariably supplanted by the new, the unthinkable, and to imagine these words, unread and finally inaccessible, gathering dust at the back of some drawer in some year far up the road.Nothing in there but a tarnished Yale key, a silver dime, a couple of desiccated moths, and several hundred thousand data-compressed words, all in a row.
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0 viewsNearly four meters tall, half as broad at the shoulders, headless, the Judge stood trembling in his patchwork carapace the color of rust gone a certain way, like the handles of an old wheelbarrow, polished by the friction of a thousand hands.He'd found a way to get that surface with chemicals and abrasives, and he'd used it on most of the Judge; the old parts anyway, the scavenged parts, not the cold teeth of the circular blades or the mirrored surfaces of the joints, but the rest of the Judge was that color, that finish, like a very old tool still in hard daily use.He thumbed the joystick and the Judge took one step forward, then another.The gyros were working perfectly; even with an arm off, the thing moved with a terrible dignity, planting its huge feet just so.
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0 views"Look at this stuff ..." Thousands of different patterns and colors in the broken bits, but no overall design in how it had been put down, just random."Art." Gentry shrugged.
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0 viewsThe doorknob was brass, floral detail worn almost invisible by years of use.It turned easily.He opened the door.He blinked at a wealth of color and texture; surfaces of dark polished wood, black and white marble, rugs with a thousand soft colors that glowed like church windows, polished silver, mirrors.
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0 viewsPortobello 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.With Kumiko firmly in tow, Sally began to work her way along the pavement, past folding steel tables spread with torn velvet curtains and thousands of objects made of silver and crystal, brass and china.Kumiko stared as Sally drew her past arrays of Coronation plate and jowled Churchill teapots.
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Jerusalem0 viewsJerusalem
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0 viewsHe opened the door.He blinked at a wealth of color and texture; surfaces of dark polished wood, black and white marble, rugs with a thousand soft colors that glowed like church windows, polished silver, mirrors...
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0 views"Guvnor said you wanted to shop?" "Yes, thank you." "Where shall I take you?" "Here," she said, and led him into a narrow arcade lined solidly with British gomi .Her Shinjuku shopping expeditions served her well with Dick.The techniques she'd devised for torturing her father's secretaries proved just as effective now, as she forced the man to participate in dozens of pointless choices between one Edwardian medallion and another, this or that fragment of stained glass, though she was careful only to choose items, finally, that were fragile or very heavy, awkward to carry, and extremely expensive.A cheerful bilingual shop assistant accessed an eighty-thousand-pound charge against Kumiko's MitsuBank chip.
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0 viewsWith Kumiko firmly in tow, Sally began to work her way along the pavement, past folding steel tables spread with torn velvet curtains and thousands of objects made of silver and crystal, brass and china.Kumiko stared as Sally drew her past arrays of Coronation plate and jowled Churchill teapots."This is gomi ," Kumiko ventured, when they paused at an intersection.Rubbish.
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