Europe in Autumn

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  • calmly (Location 71)
  • The whole thing made the border post between Poland and Hindenberg look as inviting as an ivy-decked roadside auberge. (Location 1110)
    • Note: curious
  • He clicked his teeth together twice and his helmet’s HUD came up, a faint blue grid and discreet columns of figures hanging in front of his eyes. He turned his head left and right, and the figures flicked up and down, giving him proximity readouts. He clicked his teeth again to call up the infra-red overlay and a number of bright patches appeared on the buildings on the other side of the border where boiler chimneys vented their hot gases or the insulation wasn’t as good as it might have been. One rooftop beyond the traffic island absolutely blazed. Rudi tut-tutted soundlessly at the inefficiency. (Location 2062)
    • Note: lol splinter c
  • It was, he thought, either the work of a genius or a madman. With his father, it was usually impossible to tell which. “Of course, we’d have (Location 3062)
    • Note: :|
  • Opening the door of one of the cupboards revealed a state-of-the-art entertainment centre, gestural interface, onboard base of thousands of albums and movies. He (Location 3662)
    • Note: streaming
  • all bent in unison over their morning news or novel, (Location 3870)
  • Ah, fuck it. No hat. He added some underwear and socks, bought a canvas shoulder-bag, waved the phone at the till to pay for his purchases, and used the shop’s changing room to change into his new clothes. (Location 4235)
    • Note: lgstcs spyng
  • “But you’d better watch yourself the next time you get on a BA flight, old son. Mark my words.” (Location 4310)
    • Note: insane
  • IN HIS ABSENCE, their landlord, an immensely aged Malaysian whom Lewis had dubbed, for no good reason, The Grasping Bastard, had visited the flat and entrusted to Lewis the twice-yearly (Location 4321)
    • Note: no good reason lol
  • Seth went back to his seat and his pirouetting smalls, (Location 4363)
  • He shrugged. I am a Coureur, witness my mad spectacle-identifying skillz. “What have you got for me?” (Location 4377)
  • Back in the ’90s the whole area had experienced a spasm of conversion, but by the 2000s nobody could afford the rents so the converted blocks had been sold off, one by one, to housing associations. Artists and students and musicians moved into flats once occupied by young upwardly-mobile couples. (Location 4392)
    • Note: temporl irny
  • He wardrove around the (Location 4463)