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6 viewsKeep her on the antibiotics and off stimulants; her immune system isn't all it could be." Then Prior again, but she still couldn't catch it.Opened her eyes but there was only the ceiling, white squares of acoustic tile.Turned her head to the left.White plastic wall with one of those fake windows, hi-rez animation of a beach with palm trees and waves; watch the water long enough and you'd see the same waves rolling in, looped, forever.
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2 viewsOpened her eyes but there was only the ceiling, white squares of acoustic tile.Turned her head to the left.White plastic wall with one of those fake windows, hi-rez animation of a beach with palm trees and waves; watch the water long enough and you'd see the same waves rolling in, looped, forever.Except the thing was broken or worn out, a kind of hesitation in the waves, and the red of the sunset pulsed like a bad fluorescent tube.
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3 viewsThey started out on the couch but she didn't like the way her skin stuck to it, so they moved over to the bed, back in its alcove.That was when she saw the recording gear, stim stuff, on white shelves on the wall.But the wiz had kicked in again, and anyway, if you've decided to go for it, you might as well.He got her into the pickup, a black rubber collar with trode-tipped fingers pressing the base of her skull.
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1 viewsIn Florida she'd mostly used showers at public pools or bus stations, the kind you worked with tokens.She guessed there was something hooked up to this one that measured the liters and put it on your bill; that was how it worked at the Holiday Inn.There was a big white filter above the plastic shower- head, and a sticker on the tile wall with an eye and a tear meant it was okay to shower but don't get it in your eyes, like swimming pool water.There was a row of chrome spouts set into the tile, and when you punched a button under each one you got shampoo, shower gel, liquid soap, bath oil.
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1 viewsGreen for go.She touched the power stud and the bedroom vanished behind a colorless wall of sensory static.Her head filled with a torrent of white sound.Her fingers found a random second stud and she was catapulted through the static wall, into cluttered vastness, the notional void of cyberspace, the bright grid of the matrix ranged around her like an infinite cage.
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1 views"How's business, Tick?" "Fine," he said glumly."How's retirement?" Sally seated herself on a padded bench, her back to the wall."Well," she said, "it's sort of on again, off again." Kumiko looked at her.The rage had evaporated, or else been expertly concealed.
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1 views"I beg your pardon?" "The tube." A new tartan scarf was knotted under Sally's chin, and her breath was white when she spoke."You know what bothers me? It's how sometimes you'll see 'em sticking new tile up in these stations, but they don't take down the old tile first.Or they'll punch a hole in the wall to get to some wiring and you can see all these different layers of tile..
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2 views"House," she said, "I'll see the video from Continuity now." As the wallscreen slid down into place, she opened the bedroom door and stood for a moment at the top of the stairs, listening to the sounds of the empty house.Surf, the hum of the dishwasher, wind buffeting the windows that faced the deck.She turned back to the screen and shivered at the face she saw there in a grainy freeze-frame headshot, avian eyebrows arched above dark eyes, high fragile cheekbones, and a wide, determined mouth.The image expanded steadily, into the darkness of an eye, black screen, a white point, growing, lengthening, becoming the tapered spindle of Freeside.
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2 viewsLike the time she'd screamed about the bugs, the roaches they called palmetto bugs, but it was because the goddamn things were mutants, half of them; someone had tried to wipe them out with something that fucked with their DNA, so you'd see these screwed-up roaches dying with too many legs or heads, or not enough, and once she'd seen one that looked like it had swallowed a crucifix or something, its back or shell or whatever it was distorted in a way that made her want to puke."Baby," she said, trying to soften her voice, "I can't help it, this place is just getting to me...
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0 views"The Americans have no interest in us," Korolev said."Muscow can no longer be embarrassed by such revelations." "Except when the grain shipments are due," Grishkinsaid."America needs to sell as badly as we need to buy." Korolev grimly spooned more chlorella into his mouth, chewed mechanically, and swallowed."The Americans couldn't reach us even if they desired to.
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0 viewsSometimes she felt as though she'd had three lives, each walled away from the others by something she couldn't name, and no hope of wholeness, ever.There were the child's memories of the Maas arcology, carved into the summit of an Arizona mesa, where she'd hugged a sandstone balustrade, face into the wind, and felt as though the whole hollowed tableland was her ship, that she could steer out into those sunset colors beyond the mountains.Later, she'd flown away from there, her fear a hard thing in her throat.She could no longer recall her last glimpse of her father's face.
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0 views"I spoke with your father this morning, told him you'd arrived safely." "You are a man of rank." The pale eyes narrowed."Pardon?" "The dragons." Petal laughed."Let her eat," someone said, a woman's voice.Kumiko turned, discovering the slim dark figure against tall, mullioned windows; beyond the windows, a walled garden sheathed in snow.
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