It’s the same as the city, Sarah knows, the same hierarchy of power, beginning with the blocs in the orbits and ending with people who might as well be the fieldmice in front of the blades of the harvester, pointless, countless lives in the path of a structure that can’t be stopped. She feels the anger coiling around her like armor. The chance to rest, she thinks, was nice while it lasted. But right now another fragment of time must be survived.
Yeah, I enjoyed that part of Hardwired a lot as well. As alluring and interesting as sprawling neon megalopolises of the dark future are, contrast and variety is good.