cyberpunk story from the perspective of a corp wageslave who gets fired because a neoanarchist group jacks their identity for an op on the company and corporate security doesn't care enough to keep you around even though it's easily verified that it wasn't you
cyberpunk story from the perspective of a lab grown AI, as it comes into it's owb perception, fighting the constraints of an environment which purposefully limits its access to senses and information, chronicling the continual revision of its conception of the world
cyberpunk story that's a reverse eternal sunshine of the spotless mind. a service that rewrites memories of a (continuing?) relationship to improve it and make it seem like it's doing better than it is. exploring the consequences thereof (when both of you use it? or just one?)
cyberpunk story where the corp the protag works for releases a simchip of the their happiest memories. hadnt realized they'd signed them over w/ the job, but they were corp IP now. the advantage, of course, was the ability to slot a simchip of their own memories. much more vivid.
they don't even notice the corp made small tweaks. accepting them as details they'd misrembered in the moment. the external "records" becoming more real than reality. maybe the other people in the memories slot the chips too. what's "real" then?
https://twitter.com/jessfromonline/status/1344193492919214080?s=21
cyberpunk story about the attempt to preserve a piece of knowledge despite an intercorporate conspiracy between the leading cyberware and info broker corps to remove that piece of knowledge from all forms of memory/knowing/existence, digital or meat
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