Night City was like a deranged experiment in social Darwinism, designed by a bored researcher who kept one thumb permanently on the fast-forward button.
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Context: A description of Night City, the lawless strip of Chiba City where Case hustles to survive.
Source: Part One: Chiba City Blues, Chapter 1
Cyberspace. A consensual hallucination experienced daily by billions of legitimate operators, in every nation, by children being taught mathematical concepts... A graphic representation of data…
The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel.
Case: Are you sentient, or not? Dixie Flatline: Well, it feels like I am, kid, but I'm really just a bunch of ROM. It's one of them, ah, philosophical questions, I guess… But I ain't likely to write…
You have no care for your species. For thousands of years men dreamed of pacts with demons. Only now are such things possible.
I try to plan, in your sense of the word, but that isn't my basic mode, really. I improvise. It's my greatest talent. I prefer situations to plans, you see...
For Case, who'd lived for the bodiless exultation of cyberspace, it was the Fall. In the bars he'd frequented as a cowboy hotshot, the elite stance involved a certain relaxed contempt for the flesh…