Gune wanders towards the bar, eyes glued to a sheet of flimsy.
This may have popped up before. Fantasy and Science Fiction magazine
posted this story by Bruce Stirling.
Classic Sterling. Makes me think of Leggy Starlitz with a bit less
jazz.
Free to read, no sign-ups required, etc.:
http://www.sfsite.com/fsf/fiction/bs01.htm
Best Wishes,
Nathan
