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A world no longer of the haves and the have-nots, but of the engaged and the apathetic.
It was intentional and inhuman. It was like seeing the face of God and finding no compassion there.
An idealist. The most dangerous kind of man there was. And a good man too.
“Only two people got off Eros,” Holden said with a shrug. “And I’m the one that’s left.”
The void between the stars was smaller than Mei was at that moment.
All of human civilization had been built out of the ruins of what had come before. Life itself was a grand chemical improvisation that began with the simplest replicators and grew and collapsed and grew again. Catastrophe was just one part of what always happened. It was a prelude to what came next.
