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Now we’re getting into some Star Trek type shit!

Year 205-1

I’m smitten that future humans have all taken to wearing photo-active lab coats that work like abstract mood rings, flashing patterns and symbols that match their emotions.

Year 3 Crisis Era-6

I have to admit this Luo Ji love story shit is exhausting.

this man is 100 years ahead of his time on clowning on men.

Crisis Era Y3-3
this f*cker is falling in love with his imaginary gf which is also the Christmas present for his ex IRL gf. What the actual hell.

For a very clever author the analog film photo component of this book is absurdly not good.

KEIKO

I think it’s a bit disheartening to so immediately have it confirmed that the #!menwritingwomen issues of the prior book, really did hold something back.

@realestatecarpetmoire
@ieatthesilicapackets

Also I love that amidst all of this psychological, cosmic horror the part the character chooses to register as horrific is the overwhelming sensation that a dolphin looked at her knowingly.

Imagine screaming in terror as a dolphin winks at you, while the material/real world around you is subsumed by something that regurgitates everything as a hybridized organism of senses/beings/place/time.

Men writing Women on a bit of a too obvious full display here, not the most egregious example but Gotta love the “small mousy, not like other girls, bad family life, total focus on science/career, not a single thing about the character suggests a drive for relationship but somehow their primary conflict is one of a failed relationship” archetype.

.not cutting man off but “penetrating without resistance.”…it is a terror of being inundated, overwhelmed by what Jameson calls the “total flow” of hyperconnected cybernetic culture.

Jans Is Going to Die-1925
“What was she thinking back then when she took this Martin who suddenly turned up in that stifling living room so painfully overcrowded with parents and sisters and brothers, offering a little gentleness and cheerfulness? And for whose sake it was worth ironing her white Sunday dress and who sometimes bought her a bunch of violets from the kiosk at the bridge-head? Did she think, back the-

Oh shit a cry break okay.