The sky above the port was the color of the hammer blast of the tropical sun. Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover Intrusion Countermeasures Electronics (ICE). At that time Neo-Macondo was a patchwork of reconstructed arcologies, built over the gray, decaying ruins of an urban landscape. The world was so recent that each thing had so many names one couldn't remember them all. To indicate them people pointed to a search engine.


Every year during the month of March a phyle of ragged cyborgs would set camp near the brutalist urban sprawl. With a great uproar of engines and synthetized voices they would display new gadgets and bionic augmentations. First they brought the 'locator'. A heavily modded, old brazillian cyborg with a carbon-nanotube beard and plasteel hands, who introduced himself as Melquíades, put on a public demonstration of what he himself called an old relic from Minas Gerais' military-industrial complex.

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