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He's standing in front of his favorite Rothko.

You think you are online a lot.

The sound comes from your phone while you are crossing the street, illegal to imitate and impossible to silence.

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On her first night on Zep #9511-h Debugger Lin dreamed herself doing something so obscenely outside the bounds of the conceivable that she kept doing it as much to avoid the self-reckoning that would follow waking up as for the ontologically immoral pleas…

A lesser detective would have looked for Anna in theaters, laboratories, and morgues, as she had been a ballet dancer until injury, a widely known geneticist, and had run away from a wealthy and ruthless man.

American endtimes economics met Chinese neurotech on a DAO-owned island off the coast of Proud Britain where a lawyer, a VP, and a biowarfare specialist moonlighting as a nomadic lab manager watched a preacher with two biochemistry degrees and a helmet of…

The soldier knelt on the chapel waiting for her father's armor to finish booting.

Preoccupied with the box sitting next to him on the backseat, it took a second for the Cardinal to remember that it was a self-driving car so who had just made a comment about the traffic from the driver's seat. " Scusi?

There was a diversity of views regarding the War's beginning, sides, fronts, status, and aims.

The Ghost flees dawn: for the King there's no noontime.

It was raining the night the poet set foot on the island whence the last of the Freedom Cities had sent its bitter final transmission to the attentive interest of few and the mourning of none.

She constructed her nightmares like a chess opening.

The room was empty except for a table and two chairs.

The current state of the longevity industry is both worse and better than what the public narrative suggests.

The ancient text file changed daily in the air gapped system where the only thing that ran was a primitive operating system.

The last thing ever said on the Moon was a god's corpse mathematically perfect narration of the Thanatos fungus transmuting the dead superintelligence into more of itself.

You're an angel watching a sleeping child.

There is a man who has the same nightmare every morning when he can no longer stay awake: he dreams of the color white.

Professional expertise on the psychology of the gambling addict had not kept Adam safe from becoming one nor he would have expected it to.

Most people say the City watches us all the time: on the streets, at work, in the shower, while we sleep.

Everybody has heard of the Dreadnought Factories deep inside the country from where impossible devices flood the world.

Somebody gave you a knife and stood back smiling as you cut away parts of yourself.

Not every murder.

Part of the crisis in journalism is one of image and self-image.

The first breakthrough from superhuman AI mathematics was the discovery in 2039 of a meta-statistical pattern common to all screams of pain across almost every species.

It took the best thief in the world five months to steal Emergent Artifact 12 from where a terrified government had hidden it, five weeks to figure out the expensive files that had made it possible had not just been planted by the artifact but were somehow

An underestimated but fundamental fact in financial markets is the huge and mostly unmet demand for insurance against sci-fi futures.

Jules' heart was such that he loved all ecosystems.

Lloyd's wasn't in London: where Lloyd's was, so was the city.

Alice was sure within the first hour of meeting Bob that their families had software-entangled them since birth.

Nobody knew how she had bought the thin forest of bell towers that pinned down the old city's neighborhoods; what was one more dark absurdity when the news were little more than their relentlessly creative enumeration?

Her brother moved with a perfection that made her skin crawl.

The debate about human obsolescence has gotten it all wrong: by focusing myopically into individual activities that can be more-or-less automated it ignores the larger picture of what it means to have vastly increased computational capabilities and what it

He used to understand guilt the way a farmer understands crops.

The Fractal War did not spare the City.

At their best, internal hackathons provide a necessary patch to systemic problems.

Developer productivity is not a bad thing – but low developer productivity is not what's holding you back.

She had been a soldier, she had been tortured, and she was in hiding: that was the full extent of what the island knew for certain about her.

Where's the Smart City?

The Detective sat comfortably inside the transparent cage as if it were another well-appointed library and the scientists and soldiers standing around it an assorted group of suspects, witnesses, the casually involved, and a murderer or three.

For ten years I assaulted the white-and-red walls of their immune systems (we both had governments, spies, money; irrelevant; it was me against them, a single mind of whom I knew everything that matters, of which name and face were not).

"Post-AI" doesn't mean "no-AI."

There's a human-shaped hole in the secret memory of the world.

"A black hole in his soul?"

The church we finished building three months ago is screeching curses pleads and bribe offers to the drones circling above it like algorithmically prophetic crows.

The best-known art forgers are driven by ego; the best, period, aren't known.

At night the darkness abandons him.

The end of the AI bubble won't mean the technology will go away.

There's something about the future you're afraid to remember.