I haven’t read the book yet, but I’m going to post the first sentence from the first 13 chapters of Babylon Babies.

• So living was an incredible experience, where the most beautiful day of your entire existence could be your last, where sleeping with death guaranteed seeing the next morning, and where a few golden rules were constant.
• Night was the best time to kill.
•  It was fucking hot.
• The Wallabies were roughing up the Springboks on her screen, and Marie Zorn didn’t give a fuck.
• Things had gotten worse on the other side of the Tekes River.
• Romanenko’s eyes stayed fixed on Toorop whose eyes were fixed on him in return.
• Marie Zorn watched the storm break over the city nestled beneath the window in the metal-framed rocking chair.
• Marie got up because some strange lights were igniting the sky.
• The event was configured in the entity called Joe-Jane’s memory in the shape of a brutal variation of internal flows.
• The moon was red about Mont-Royal.
• Rebecca went into the bathroom and got into the tub.
• Romanenko didn’t stop staring at the screen.
• “Quite frankly, Mister Gorsky, there’s no cause for alarm.”