http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:kokeshiDESIGN&section=today deviantART RSS for by:kokeshiDESIGN en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Sun, 06 Dec 2009 21:25:31 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://kokeshiDESIGN.deviantart.com/journal/21680342/ http://kokeshiDESIGN.deviantart.com/journal/21680342/ Wed, 26 Nov 2008 12:12:19 PST tennis socks, not my style at all, but that was what I was aiming for:
If they think you're crude, go technical; if they think you're
technical, go crude. I'm a very technical boy. So I decided to get as
crude as possible. These days, thought, you have to be pretty technical
before you can even aspire to crudeness."

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"It's not like I'm using," Case heard someone say, as he shouldered his way through the crowd around the door of the Chat. "It's like my body's developed this massive drug deficiency." It was a Sprawl voice and a Sprawl joke. The Chatsubo was a bar for professional expatriates; you could drink there for a week and never hear two words in Japanese.

Ratz was tending bar, his prosthetic arm jerking monotonously as he filled a tray of glasses with draft Kirin. He saw Case and smiled, his teeth a webwork of East European steel and brown decay. Case found a place at the bar, between the unlikely tan on one of Lonny Zone's whores and the crisp naval uniform of a tall African whose cheekbones were ridged with precise rows of tribal scars. "Wage was in here early, with two joeboys," Ratz said, shoving a draft across the bar with his good hand. "Maybe some business with you, Case?"

Case shrugged. The girl to his right giggled and nudged him.

Neuromancer (W.Gibson)

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