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  <book id="976">
    <dc:title>Blindsight</dc:title>
    <dc:author id="193">Peter Watts</dc:author>
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    <dc:identifier scheme="URI">urn:isbn:0765312182</dc:identifier>
    <dc:language>en</dc:language>
    <dc:date>2006</dc:date>
    <dc:subject>Novels</dc:subject>
    <dc:subject>Science Fiction</dc:subject>
    <dc:description>&lt;p&gt;Two months since sixty-five thousand alien objects clenched around the Earth like a luminous fist, screaming to the heavens as the atmosphere burned them to ash. Two months since that moment of brief, bright surveillance by agents unknown. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Two months of silence, while a world holds its breath.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Now some half-derelict space probe, sparking fitfully past Neptune's orbit, hears a whisper from the edge of the solar system: a faint signal sweeping the cosmos like a lighthouse beam. Whatever's out there isn't talking to us. It's talking to some distant star, perhaps. Or perhaps to something closer, something en route.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So who do you send to force introductions on an intelligence with motives unknown, maybe unknowable? Who do you send to meet the alien when the alien doesn't want to meet?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You send a linguist with multiple personalities, her brain surgically partitioned into separate, sentient processing cores. You send a biologist so radically interfaced with machinery that he sees x-rays and tastes ultrasound, so compromised by grafts and splices he no longer feels his own flesh. You send a pacifist warrior in the faint hope she won't be needed, and the fainter one she'll do any good if she is. You send a monster to command them all, an extinct hominid predator once called vampire, recalled from the grave with the voodoo of recombinant genetics and the blood of sociopaths. And you send a synthesist&#8212;an informational topologist with half his mind gone&#8212;as an interface between here and there, a conduit through which the Dead Center might hope to understand the Bleeding Edge.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You send them all to the edge of interstellar space, praying you can trust such freaks and retrofits with the fate of a world. You fear they may be more alien than the thing they've been sent to find.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;But you'd give anything for that to be true, if you only knew what was waiting for them...&lt;/p&gt;</dc:description>
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