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That
’
s
when
he
promised
to
kill
me
.
"
I
turned
towards
her
and
grinned
queasily
.
The
memory
of
Kadmin
’
s
virtual
entity
was
clear
and
monstrous
.
"
You
want
to
hear
a
genuine
first
generation
Harlan
’
s
World
myth
?
An
offworld
fairy
story
?
"
"
Kovacs
,
even
with
an
AI
,
they
’
d
need
—
"
"
Want
to
hear
the
story
?
"
Ortega
shrugged
,
winced
and
nodded
.
"
Sure
.
Can
I
have
my
cigarettes
back
?
"
I
tossed
her
the
pack
and
waited
while
she
kindled
the
cigarette
.
She
plumed
smoke
out
across
the
street
.
"
Go
on
,
then
.
"
"
Right
.
Where
I
come
from
originally
,
Newpest
,
used
to
be
a
textile
town
.
There
’
s
a
plant
on
Harlan
’
s
World
called
belaweed
,
grows
in
the
sea
and
on
most
shorelines
too
.
Dry
it
out
,
treat
it
with
chemicals
and
you
can
make
something
like
cotton
from
it
.
During
the
Settlement
Newpest
was
the
belacotton
capital
of
the
World
.
Conditions
in
the
mills
were
pretty
bad
even
back
then
,
and
when
the
Quellists
turned
everything
upside
down
it
got
worse
.
The
belacotton
industry
went
into
decline
and
there
was
massive
unemployment
,
unrelieved
poverty
and
fuck
all
the
Unsettlers
could
do
about
it
.
They
were
revolutionaries
,
not
economists
.
"
"
Same
old
song
,
huh
?
"
"
Well
,
familiar
tune
anyway
.
Some
pretty
horrible
stories
came
out
of
the
textile
slums
around
that
time
.
Stuff
like
the
Threshing
Sprites
,
the
Cannibal
of
Kitano
Street
.
"
Ortega
drew
on
her
cigarette
and
widened
her
eyes
.
"
Charming
.
"
