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“They went inside. The young ones shuffled to a stop as their ironic sensibilities, which served them in lieu of souls, were jammed by a signal of overwhelming power.”

Quote by Neal Stephenson

Book:Reamde

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Reamde

Reamde is a gripping tale that explores the complex interplay between virtual reality and the physical world. The story follows a former computer game designer who becomes entangled in a high-stakes cyber espionage plot. As the lines between reality and the virtual realm blur, the protagonist navigates a dangerous web of intrigue and danger. more

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Neal Stephenson
Neal Stephenson

Neal Stephenson is a renowned science fiction author known for his complex narrative structures and profound thematic explorations. His works often blend historical, technological, and sociological elements, with 'Snow Crash' and 'The Diamond Age' being particularly notable. more

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