Oh, my holy hendra virus! How does Greg Egan so reliably reach into my psyche and squeeze? Why is everything he writes such a masterpiece?
I can’t say much about “The Nearest” without giving away the twist. How about this: imagine a body-snatchers-type situation with a gut-wrenching emotional impact, agonizing moral implications, and a rock-solid foundation in biology.
Too clunky? How about this: imagine you wake up to discover your loved ones have been replaced with imitators?
Or even better: Whom do you trust? Your nearest and dearest? Or yourself?
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