

This stigma follows them when they move upstate, where Venter cant avoid the whispers of teachers and neighbors any more than he can ignore the machines accurate predictions: his mothers abandonment and his fathers disinterest.

A small stream of city dwellers buy into this cult of the epiphany machine, including Venter Lowoods parents. This particular ones been circulating New York since the 1960s. Its an old con, playing on the fear that we are obvious to everybody except ourselves. The product: a junky contraption that tattoos personalized revelations on its users forearms. Everyone else knows the truth about you, now you can know it, too. The author of Short Century reimagines an alternate-history New York from the 1960s to the near future marked by a salon hosts innovation of an epiphany machine that places text tattoos on its users forearms that make revelatory statements of fortune and consequence.
