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322 pages, Paperback
First published March 2, 2021
We always had a choice. It was just that the companies we worked for were very good at making sure all of our choices were bad ones.
People who lived under constant surveillance either forgot or stopped caring that they were being watched at all times.
Hygiea was very much a company town: company owned, company operated, company surveilled and secured.
Sigrah knew the rules for succeeding as a Parthenope foreperson: everything good that happened on the station was her doing, whereas everything bad was the fault of troublemaking crew.
Whatever usual parameters defined friendships, relationships, or friendly but distant exes, those rules didn't apply anymore, not in the asteroid belt, where everybody was counting the dollars in their personal debt and the days on their corporate contracts, and information was more valuable than human life.
"Nobody knows what this company is capable of better than those of us who have to shovel their shit and pretend it's gold."
'Having a conversation with her was like chasing a narcissistic butterfly through a shit-filled meadow.'