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233 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 2, 2025
“The way the opponent plays the mid-game—it seems atypical,” Kellner said finally. “I’ve been learning about Go. It’s fascinating. Abstract. I wish that we had it in America. But what I’ve learned is that one should always endeavor to take moves that leave open many possibilities. Do not attach early to an opponent’s stone when you can stand at a distance and give yourself the advantage of choosing later.”
不鳴則已,一鳴驚人
Nico, watching, says, "How do you feel, Eve Stevens?"
"I feel like a real boy," says Eve.
I thought about how sometimes children with the Illness make up stories, and they let a deeper truth seep into their story, and eventually they themselves understand what they’re saying between the lines. That’s when they stop talking.
These were humanity’s lucid dreams that never came to be. Their vanities. Their feared dystopias. Their enthusiastic utopias. The people at Curio V were interested in those fleeting worlds, and so, as it happened, was the rest of the world. They couldn’t have enough. They not only wanted to see what humanity’s past looked like, but what people in the past thought the future would look like, and why it wasn’t achieved.
It works like this: you are found guilty—the trial is optional—of crimes against the state. That can be anything from loving the wrong person, to praying to the wrong deity, to teaching an accurate history of how our leadership class took power and kept their filthy claws wrapped around it. After guilt is pronounced, you can choose between the work camps that no one ever leaves, or—if you’re (un)lucky enough to have high aptitude scores—a fifty-year indenture as a biological computation engine. Sometimes a choice is just another lie.
The moment you do something you love for money is the moment you love that thing a little less.