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In 2012, journalist Martin Seymour travels to Iran to cover the parliamentary elections. With most would-be candidates disqualified this turns out to be the expected non-event, but shortly afterward a compromising image of a government official captured on a mobile phone triggers a political avalanche. Nasim Golestani, a young Iranian scientist living in exile in the United States, is hoping to work on the Human Connectome Project -- which aims to construct a detailed map of the wiring of the human brain -- but when government funding for the project is cancelled and a chance comes to return to her homeland, she chooses to head back to Iran. Fifteen years later, Martin is living in Iran with his wife and young son, while Nasim is in charge of the virtual world known as Zendegi, used by millions of people for entertainment and business. When Zendegi comes under threat from powerful competitors, Nasim draws on her old skills, and data from the now-completed Human Connectome Project, to embark on a program to create more life-like virtual characters and give the company an unbeatable edge. As controversy grows over the nature and rights of these software characters, tragedy strikes Martins family. Martin turns to Nasim, seeking a solution that no one else can offer ... but Zendegi is about to become a battlefield.

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Also by Greg Egan from Gollancz:
AXIOMATIC
DISTRESS
LUMINOUS
PERMUTATION CITY
QUARANTINE
TERANESIA
DIASPORA
SCHILDS LADDER
INCANDESCENCE
OCEANIC


Zendegi

GREG EGAN

Orion
www.orionbooks.co.uk

A Gollancz eBook

Copyright Greg Egan 2010

All rights reserved.


The right of Greg Egan to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted by him in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.


First published in Great Britain in 2010 by
Gollancz
The Orion Publishing Group Ltd
Orion House
5 Upper Saint Martins Lane
London, WC2H 9EA
An Hachette UK Company


This eBook first published in 2010 by Gollancz.


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eISBN : 978 0 5750 8621 0


This eBook produced by Jouve, France


All characters and events in this publication are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.


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PART ONE
2012
Martin stared anxiously at the four crates full of vinyl LPs in the corner of - photo 1
Martin stared anxiously at the four crates full of vinyl LPs in the corner of the living room. A turntable, amplifier and speakers sat on the floor beside them, their cables draped in dust; it had been three weeks since hed sold the shelving unit that had housed the components. The records would be far too heavy to take with him on the plane to Iran, and he didnt think much of their chances if he sent them separately as surface freight. Hed contemplated putting them in storage, as hed done when hed gone to Pakistan, but having already spent a month selling furniture and throwing out junk he was determined to complete the process: to reach the point where he could fly out of Sydney with no keys in his pocket, leaving nothing behind.
He squatted beside the crates and did a quick count. There were two hundred and forty albums; it would cost more than two thousand dollars to replace them all with downloads. That seemed like an extravagant price to pay in order to end up exactly where hed started, give or take a few minor scratches and crackles. He could always just replace his favourites, but hed been lugging these crates around for decades without discarding anything. They were part of his personal history, a diary written in track lists and sleeve notes; there were plenty of bizarre and embarrassing choices, but he didnt want to forget them, or disown them. Whittling the collection down would feel like a kind of revisionism; he knew that hed never part with money again for Devo, The Residents or The Virgin Prunes, but he didnt want to tear those pages from his diary and pretend that hed spent his youth entirely in the exalted company of Elvis Costello and The Smiths. The more obscure, the more dubious, the more downright cringe-inducing the album, the more hed have to lose by excising it from his past.
Martin knew what he had to do, and he cursed himself for not facing up to it sooner. Normally he would have scoured the web for the pros and cons of different methods, then spent another week mulling over the choices, but he had no time to waste. The crates held almost seven days worth of continuous music, and he was flying out in a fortnight. It was not impossible, but hed be cutting it fine.
He left his apartment and walked two doors down the hall.
At the sound of his knocking, Alice called out grumpily, Im coming! Half a minute later she appeared at the door, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, as if she was about to brave the afternoon sun.
Hi, Martin said, are you busy?
No, no. Come in.
She ushered him into the living room and motioned for him to sit. Would you like some coffee?
Martin shook his head. I wont take your time; I just wanted some advice. Im going to bite the bullet and put my vinyl on computer
Audacity, Alice replied.
Sorry?
Download Audacity; thats the best software to use. Plug your turntable preamp into your sound card, record everything you want and save it as WAV files. If you want to split each album side into individual tracks, youll have to do that manually, but its pretty easy. She took a small notepad from the coffee table and scribbled something, then handed him the page. If you use these settings it will make life simpler if you decide to burn CDs at some point.
Thanks.
Oh, and make sure you get the recording level right.
Okay. Martin didnt want to appear rude, picking her brains and then rushing away, but since she hadnt taken her hat off he assumed she was itching to get moving herself. Thanks for your help. He rose to his feet. It looks like you were going somewhere
Alice frowned, then understood. You mean this? She took hold of the hat by the brim and pulled it off, revealing a mesh of brightly coloured wires tangled in her short dark hair. I didnt know who was at the door, and it takes me ten minutes to stick all the electrodes back on. Though it didnt look as if any hair had been shaved off, irregular partings revealed patches of white skin to which small metal discs adhered. Martin had a disconcerting flashback to his childhood: grooming the family cat in search of ticks.
He said, Can I ask what theyre for?
Theres a Swiss company called Eikonometrics who want to see if they can classify images by flashing them on a monitor subliminally and looking at the viewers brain activity. I signed up for one of their trials. You just sit and work normally; you dont even notice the pictures.
Martin laughed. Are they paying you?
One cent per thousand images.
Thatll catch on.
Alice said, I expect theyll replace the micro-payments with some kind of privileges scheme. Maybe give people free access to games or movies if theyre willing to wear the electrodes while they watch. In the long run theyre hoping to get it working with a standard gamers biofeedback helmet instead of all this DIY-neurologist crap, but off-the-shelf models dont have the resolution yet.
Martin was intrigued. So whats your angle? Alice earned her living as a website designer, but she seemed to spend most of her spare time on mildly nefarious projects, like the Groundhog Cage shed constructed that made thirty-day free-trial software think it was always on the first day of the trial. Apparently this was harder than simply lying to the software about the true date; there were exchanges with distant servers to be faked as well.
Im still analysing the system, she said, trying to figure out how to game it.
Right. Martin hesitated. But if the experts cant write software that classifies images as well as a human brain can, how are you going to write a program to simulate your own responses?
I dont have to, Alice replied. I just have to make something that passes for human.
I dont follow you.
People arent all going to react identically, she said. There might or might not be a clear majority response to each class of image, but you certainly wont get the same signal from everyone. Some participants - through no fault of their own - wont be pulling their weight; thats a statistical certainty. But the company wouldnt dare discriminate against people whose brains dont happen to go aaah every time they see a fluffy kitten; theyll still get the same rewards. I want to see if I can ride the coattails of the distribution.
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