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He
hung
up
.
On
his
way
back
to
the
lobby
,
his
cigarettes
forgotten
,
he
had
to
walk
the
length
of
the
ranked
phones
Each
rang
in
turn
,
but
only
once
,
as
he
passed
.
Archipelago
.
The
islands
.
Torus
,
spindle
,
cluster
.
Human
DNA
spreading
out
from
gravity
’
s
steep
well
like
an
oilslick
.
Call
up
a
graphics
display
that
grossly
simplifies
the
exchange
of
data
in
the
L
-
5
archipelago
.
One
segment
clicks
in
as
red
solid
,
a
massive
rectangle
dominating
your
screen
.
Freeside
.
Freeside
is
many
things
,
not
all
of
them
evident
to
the
tourists
who
shuttle
up
and
down
the
well
.
Freeside
is
brothel
and
banking
nexus
,
pleasure
dome
and
free
port
,
border
town
and
spa
.
Freeside
is
Las
Vegas
and
the
hanging
gardens
of
Babylon
,
an
orbital
Geneva
and
home
to
a
family
inbred
and
most
carefully
refined
,
the
industrial
clan
of
Tessier
and
Ashpool
.
On
the
THYliner
to
Paris
,
they
sat
together
in
First
Class
,
Molly
in
the
window
seat
,
Case
beside
her
,
Riviera
and
Armitage
on
the
aisle
.
Once
,
as
the
plane
banked
over
water
,
Case
saw
the
jewel
-
glow
of
a
Greek
island
town
.
And
once
,
reaching
for
his
drink
,
he
caught
the
flicker
of
a
thing
like
a
giant
human
sperm
in
the
depths
of
his
bourbon
and
water
.
Molly
leaned
across
him
and
slapped
Riviera
’
s
face
,
once
.
'
No
,
baby
.
No
games
.
You
play
that
subliminal
shit
around
me
,
I
’
ll
hurt
you
real
bad
.
I
can
do
it
without
damaging
you
at
all
.
I
likethat
.
’
Case
turned
automatically
to
check
Armitage
’
s
reaction
.
The
smooth
face
was
calm
,
the
blue
eyes
alert
,
but
there
was
no
anger
.
'
That
’
s
right
,
Peter
.
Don
’
t
.
