The wider plot involves the inventor of this technology returning to a city whose inhabitants now consider her pass (should I make the French past-participle agree with the object's gender? Academics please advise), upon hearing that her old business partner and ex-lover has been murdered after allegedly dealing in 'Bad Mek', military or otherwise prohibited use of physical modifications. Now, when I say I can't make my mind up about Rolston, here's why: the cover is absolutely beautiful, right down to the type-face employed for the credits. It's an elegantly simple mechanical hand, broken and leaking oil, under the scattered petals of a single blue rose on white. Classy. Read Full Review
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