Twenty minutes into the future and America is a place is owned by its Chinese creditors and no one does work anymore, working in Retail, Media or Credit. Lives are streamed by the minute and kindergartners watch Internet porn. Our hero Lenny Abramov is a throw-back to a distant past when people actually read books and cared about them, and he works for a company that wants you to live forever. He falls in love with Eunice Park, a child of Korean immigrants who knows no other world than the one of IM and onion skin pants, who finds Lenny's devotion appealing but his physical unattractiveness repellent.
It all falls apart and it is revealed that Lenny's diary and Eunice's emails/IMs that tell the story have become cultural artifacts themselves, reproduced over the decades as streaming dramas. As with all good satire, it hits a little too close to home.
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