Cafe Nonstop hangs geostationary at 540 kilometres above the surface.
Flight delays can be hell but when your boat is coming in from a far star, a delay can turn into a career. As a passenger waiting at Cafe Nonstop you find yourself at the bottom of the social pyramid and the exit signs keep shifting.
Cafe Nonstop is no-choice adventure where you are not the hero. You are not aware of who you are and you have no idea what you are doing here.
This novelettino introduces an entirely new concept: a choose-your-own-adventure with only one, entirely linear, path through it. We are the hero, but where do we come from? What are we? Where are we going? And, more pertinently, when? And, more pressingly, where is our next continental breakfast coming from.
If choice is an illusion, and God doesn't play dice, then who is rolling the numbered cubes? Could it be the Jack of All Trades? Or the braised tofu vendor? And what's the significance of all these white goods?
Some or none of these questions are answered herein.