Stereotypes
The girl with the Zeiss Ikon eyes
And sometimes late at night i’ll pass a window with posters of simstim stars, all those beautiful, identical eyes staring back at me out of faces that are nearly identical, and sometimes the eyes are hers, but none of the faces are, none of them ever are, and i see her far out on the edge of all this sprawl of night and cities, and then she waves goodbye.
[W. Gibson]
