In 2078, a European official burned three hundred kilos of cocaine in a public square and wrote a polite letter explaining why.
The fleet arrived eleven weeks later. The seas have risen. Europe is a scatter of flooded remnants, living on salvage and forgetting itself on imports. South America - spared by geography, enriched by catastrophe - is now the Republic of the Condor: Bogot writes the speeches, Cusco blesses them, Asunci n pays for both. Its chief export is a hyper-refined cocaine called C ndor Blanca. Its chief market is a continent too poor to say no...