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462 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 2020
Surrounded by my wind-up mechanical clock, AM-FM radio, vinyl long-playing records, cassette player, books and the weekly printed broadsheet they flew in for me from overseas, my mind slowly recovered. Like a soldier back from war, I still had the occasional nightmare. For example, I would sometimes kick out in my sleep against imaginary robotic vacuums that were cornering me. But the simple therapy of living as my grandparents once had worked wonders. And after three years of such safety — I'll skip over that almost entirely uneventful period to save the reader — I found myself ready to return, tentatively, to civilisation. I couldn't yet live surrounded by the digital economy, so rather than send me to a modern city, they sent me to Hobart.
Before I offend any residents of that fine city, now recovering from all the trouble that followed, I'd better explain what I mean.
After Dundas Faussett closed GoFA, it caused the city's economy to fall like a Concorde with empty fuel tanks. The sort of decline that had taken a couple of decades to ruin the world's once-great industrial cities wrecked Hobart in a matter of months. (p.28)