"William Gibson - Pattern Recognition" - читать интересную книгу автора (Gibson William)38. PUPPENKOPH 39. BED DUST 40. THE DREAM ACADEMY 41. A TOAST TO MR. POLLARD 42. HIS MISSINGNISS AUTHORS NOTE COPYRIGHT SCAN NOTES AND PROOF HISTORY CONTENTS 3 Pattern Recognition Contents тИТ Next Five hours' New York jet lag and Cayce Pollard wakes in Camden Town to the dire and everтИТcircling wolves of disrupted circadian rhythm. It is that flat and spectral nonтИТhour, awash in limbic tides, brainstem stirring fitfully, flashing inappropriate reptilian demands for sex, food, sedation, all of the above, and none really an option now. Not even food, as Damien's new kitchen is as devoid of edible content as its designers' display windows in Camden High Street. Very handsome, the upper cabinets faced in canaryтИТyellow laminate, the lower with lacquered, unstained appleтИТply. Very clean and almost entirely empty, save for a carton containing two dry pucks of Weetabix and some loose packets of herbal tea. Nothing at all in the German fridge, so new that its interior smells only of cold and longтИТchain monomers. She knows, now, absolutely, hearing the white noise that is London, that Damien's theory of jet lag is correct: that her mortal soul is leagues behind her, being reeled in on some ghostly umbilical down the vanished wake of the plane that brought her here, hundreds of thousands of feet above the Atlantic. Souls can't move that quickly, and are left behind, and must be awaited, upon arrival, like lost luggage. She wonders if this gets gradually worse with age: the nameless hour deeper, more null, its affect at once stranger and less interesting? |
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