The Digital Dream
Bitingduck Press LLC, 2000 - 304 стор.
The Time? The future. Hours, days, weeks, months. A couple of years, maybe. The Place? Here, I guess. Wherever here is. Our computers and networks make the world a single place. ItOCOs all becoming one. IsnOCOt it? The Digital Dream dramatizes the world made new by electronic intelligences that not only manipulate, but also create people and places beyond the physical realm. Andrew Ross unwittingly pulls Kathleen Hennessey into a most dangerous dance with a ruthless phantom network called BAMBI made up of minds both human and electronic. A NASA bird inexplicably goes awry. Sikpuppi, Predator, Stryka, and Underdogg hack into BAMBI, a cyberforce beyond even their teenage fantasies. McAllister and Crieff, two wiley old cops, catch the spin. Who is Robert OOCORegan? What is Blackdawn? Does an outbreak of plague in an Adobe Flats laboratory have anything to do with a runaway train in Chicago or with the American Presidential election? Boson Books also offers Waking Caliban by Michael J. Cale. For an author bio and photo, reviews and a reading sample, visit bosonbooks.com."
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