Shortly after 3AM on a Wednesday morning in the Mondrian in LA, Hollis Henry awakes to a call from Philip Rausch, editor of Wired-wannabe Node. “‘They’re ready to show you his best piece,’ Rausch says.”
Careful to not step on Odile Richard’s white lego robot (apparently “collecting data with an onboard GPS unit”), Hollis ventures out to meet Odile (“the least chic Frenchwoman Hollis could recall having met”) and Alberto Corrales (a “broad young Latino with shaven head and retro-ethnic burgundy Pendleton”) at the Standard.
Alberto, a historian of internalized space,” hands Hollis a VR visor tethered to a laptop with which she sees a memory from August 1993, released from time but frozen in space, of a dead celebrity outside the Viper Room.
“’Who?’ she asks, finding her breath.” [784 characters]