“I was in an exceptionally well-rendered pub. It was very old-fashioned. They had proper untreated wooden tables and a bar that wasn’t made out of scrap and driftwood. I was sitting at one of the tables, a whisky in front of me. I tasted it. It wasn’t quite right, but then again it never was whether it was virtual, Irish, Japanese or pre-war Sirian. There was music playing, soothing with a slightly jagged undercurrent to it. I think it was pre-FHC, but it wasn’t jazz so I didn‘t recognise it.The... icon I was wearing was quite a good naturalistic interpretation of me as a natural, unaugmented human - no prosthetics, no plugs. I wondered what colour my eyes were and then realised I couldn’t remember.I couldn’t be sure whether or not the other person in the bar had been there since I’d opened my eyes or not. I just sort of became aware of him. He sat several tables away and he was a Laughing Boy, a Smiler. One of the nastier gangs, they started off in the reclaimed zones in London and were one of the Smoke’s less pleasant exports.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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