But beyond a certain scale vast was simply vast.

Nightside, cities glistened in chains, and a spray of tinkertoy habitats girdled the planet. Gossamer starbridges reached from the equator towards orbit.

I'm not a morning person: I can't function until I've had a coffee - or several.

A city's only ever three hot meals away from anarchy.

Can we drop the ‘artificial intelligence’? It’s a bit like me calling you a meat-based processing system.

When you're writing stuff that's already clotted with neologisms and trying to get across fairly abstruse concepts, you're already putting a heavy burden on the reader.