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Previous | Next The sea is no black hole. Just because we discard something in the vastness of our planet’s oceans, we shouldn’t assume that it won’t come back ashore. So Mieville tells us in this melancholy story of oil rigs turned sentient, multiplying through some unknowable method and leaving their spawn on dry land. This is a short piece with a strongly defined mood, gloomy and dystopian. I…

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