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“...crossed the room to where a selection of implements was arranged on a table top. These could have been mistaken for the trade tools of a cook, physician, or torturer, save for the fact that the surface on which they rested was a slab of polished pink marble, topping a white and gilt dressing table-cum-sculpture, done up in the new, hyper-Baroque style named Rococo. It was adorned, for example, with several cherubs, bows drawn, eyes asquint, as they drew beads on unseen targets, butt cheeks polished to a luster with jeweler’s rouge. It had, in other words, all the earmarks of a gift that had been sent to the princess by someone with a lot of money who did not know her very well.”

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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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