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“Night City was like a deranged experiment in social Dar- winism, designed by a bored researcher who kept one thumb permanently on the fast-forward button.”

Quote by William Gibson

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Neuromancer

William Gibson's 'Neuromancer' is a seminal work in the cyberpunk genre, blending advanced technology with a dystopian society. The story follows Case, a washed-up computer hacker, as he navigates a world where technology and consciousness intertwine. The novel is renowned for its innovative narrative style and its portrayal of a future where artificial intelligence and virtual reality are commonplace. more

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William Gibson
William Gibson

William Gibson, born on March 17, 1948, is a renowned science fiction novelist from Canada. His works are known for their unique futurist style and profound insights into technological development, making him a representative figure in the cyberpunk literary genre. more

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