"I’m trying to find the 'authentic' part," Kael said, gesturing to the city outside. "Everything feels like a remix of a remix."
Sora smiled, her eyes fading back to a natural, human brown. "Then that’s enough for today." Beyond Culture
He realized then that they weren't living "beyond" culture. They were living in the space where culture finally stopped being a wall and started being a bridge. "The noodles are good," he said simply. "I’m trying to find the 'authentic' part," Kael
The neon hum of Neo-Seoul was less a sound and more a vibration in Kael’s marrow. He sat in a stall that smelled of synthetic ozone and real ginger, staring at a bowl of noodles that cost more than his father’s first car. " Kael said