In the canon
Neuromancer
- Form
- Form Novel
- Year
- Year 1984
- Pages
- Pages 270
The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel. That is how it opens, and the whole future arrives in one sentence: weather made of broadcast static, a harbour city lit by nothing natural.
The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel.
The blurb, the gist, the why of the day and the work itself are in the app. The first button needs it on this device; the second gets it there.