A heist on the moon, in a city run on an aluminium smelting economy, narrated by a smuggler.
The economics are the best part. A single industry, a currency pegged to shipping mass, and a city that exists because of one chemical process. That is the author doing what he does, applied to a settlement rather than a survival problem.
The voice does not work. Jazz is written as a wisecracking narrator and lands as the author doing an impression. The Martian got away with that because the narrator was supposed to be him.
Read May 2020.
