Well done Tor for kicking DRM to the gutter.

But this is two-and-a-half star affair. All the male characters are one-dimensionally unpleasant save for the love interest. The protagonist, while a bit a of girlboss, does have your sympathy for much of the story, but that goodwill gets drawn way down in the last 60-odd pages, once her background is further detailed. Some of the similes struck me as juvenile; there's a lot of things I'd call the Milky Way before calling it a cum stain.

I like the parallel Ashby draws between the abusive relationship between for-profit vendor and end user, and the abusiveness in relationships, but it doesn't get used to much effect. The company, Wuv, is such a vile vision I have no doubt capital will have it ready to inflict on people by the 2030s. So I enjoyed some of its themes but plot- and content-wise it felt somewhat thin. I would read another Ashby novel but it's going to have come with rave reviews.