A quality image. The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel. "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. codeandigital, c0dean0igital, cyberw0rlds