Gave a lecture on Richard Calder's cyberpunk novel Dead Girls today. Rather enjoy the Powerpoint leftovers from these sort of things, as they give, to those who are not there, both an incomplete picture as well as a perfect impression of how it went. (In my case, what happens when I am asked to talk about the vampiric gynoid union of perverse sexuality and late capitalism.)

A selection:

And of course, there was this wonderful fellow (Le Canard Digérateur from 1739.)

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