Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said
Classic cult fiction from the bestselling author of BLADE RUNNER and MINORITY REPORT. Jason Taverner is a Six, the result of top secret government experiments forty years before which produced a handful of unnaturally bright and beautiful people - and he's the prime-time idol of millions until,...
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Classic cult fiction from the bestselling author of BLADE RUNNER and MINORITY REPORT.
Jason Taverner is a Six, the result of top secret government experiments forty years before which produced a handful of unnaturally bright and beautiful people - and he's the prime-time idol of millions until, inexplicably, all record of him is wiped from the data banks of Earth. Suddenly he is a man with no identity, in a police state where everyone is closely monitored. Can he ever be rich and famous again? Or are those memories just an illusion?
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Format: paperback
ISBN:
9781780220413 (1780220413)
Publish date: 2012-10-11
Publisher: Orion (Phoenix Imprint)
Pages no: 247
Edition language: English
Flow, my tears, fall from your springs! Exiled forever, let me mourn; Where night's black bird her sad infamy sings, There let me live forlorn. Down vain lights, shine you no more! No nights are dark enough for those That in despair their lost fortunes deplore. Light doth but shame disclose. ...
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