And while as the archaeologists in the replies have pointed out, the narrator in that story isn't a very good archaeologist (even by 20th century standards), it *is* a piece of archaeological science fiction—which is the only genre I love more than anthropological speculative fiction.
October 26, 2025 at 6:43 PM
And while as the archaeologists in the replies have pointed out, the narrator in that story isn't a very good archaeologist (even by 20th century standards), it *is* a piece of archaeological science fiction—which is the only genre I love more than anthropological speculative fiction.
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There’s a guy at the bar with lips like wet marble and a credit score you can feel in your spine. He orders vodka neat. Who drinks vodka neat? People who don’t need mixers, or feelings, or food. People who glide.
There’s a guy at the bar with lips like wet marble and a credit score you can feel in your spine. He orders vodka neat. Who drinks vodka neat? People who don’t need mixers, or feelings, or food. People who glide.