THAT PERFECT WORLD

<p>Our setting a <em>Utilitopian</em> London where that promise of Modernity is to be seen spectacularly achieved: In the autonomous automobiles that populate its streets and in the flying <em>Harrier</em>-taxis that monopolise its skies and in the sentient TRNSCTNL.(a)lgrthms that lay hidden within its Internet-of-<em>Thingys</em>; their Synthetic counterparts integrated with exquisite Husk_bod(ie)s procured at astronomical cost.</p><p>Our story follows three disaffected and disenfranchised Bod(ie)s over the course of two days and nights as they struggle to come to terms with irrevocable change.</p><p>KEL-your 'Artful dodger'-is looking for a way back having done his stint at<em> </em>the<em> Panny</em>. And maybe <em>even</em> to settle some ol' scores.</p><p>SASH-your 'Wannabe' (some-<em>Body</em> as opposed to no-<em>Body</em>)-is looking for a way out. And cops it in a chance encounter with an enigmatic West End Socialite.</p><p>MARL-your 'Road-Boy'-is looking for a way through. The discovery of a 'Bucky' sequestered in his room presenting him an opportunity to-<em>maybe</em> exact his Will upon an unsuspecting World.</p><p>...and then there's PRIS. <em>She-who-does-not-exist</em>. Pris is...<em>lonely</em>. And bored watching the lives of others-fall apart.</p><p><br></p><p><strong>About the Author</strong></p><p>Bxmn<sup>®</sup> [pronounced <em>b?aks-man</em>] was born in 1974 in Whittington Hospital North London. And then shit happened and he wound-up living in Nottingham. THAT PERFECT WORLD is his first novel.</p>